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"Ha Ha Ha!" The white-haired old man on the back of the eagle moaned in pain while the handsome black-haired youth aggressively pressed both his hands against the old man's chest, golden light seeping out from them.

A beautiful white-haired girl lay by the old man's side, wrapping her warm arms around his face in a tight embrace, trying her hardest to comfort him wi ...

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