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... weak... still haven’t recovered yet.
But this feeling isn’t bad.
Mu Qingyue slightly lowered her head.
Lu Jin’an reached out to support her, a strange gleam flashing in his eyes. Senior Sister’s sword that severed space... truly mysterious.
He didn’t ponder on it for the moment, instead lifting his gaze to the stone statue, a faint glimmer sparkling in his pitch-black pupils: "Stay put for now."
Looking at the stone statue, among the cracks splitting from ...
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