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... A streak of immortal light flickered, and Qing Su stood with her hands behind her back in front of the cave dwelling, watching the figure of Li Ping’an.
She wore a body-hugging immortal dress, her lithe frame outlining the tender beauty of a woman, with black hair simply tied into a bun.
Seeing Li Ping’an return in one piece, the corners of Qing Su’s mouth slightly curled up, but she immediately assumed the posture of a master again, her Taoist heart lightened, and her beautiful ...
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