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... ld Clan
The mist of immortality hung in the air, and a gentle breeze carried a delightful fragrance. Some of Wang Ziji’s black hairs fluttering in the wind fell onto Gu Changge’s face. Momentarily dazed, he looked at Wang Ziji to confirm whether she was genuinely drunken or still somewhat lucid.
However, Wang Ziji, with her closed eyes, kept her head lowered. After posing the question, she fell silent as if the inquiry had slipped out unconsciously. The flawless white complexi ...
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