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... the undulating mountains in the mist were quickly retreating.
Chuzheng sat in the middle of the wide sword hilt, slightly tilting her head to look at the man standing with his hands behind his back, his gaze cold as ice.
She asked impatiently, "Where are we going?"
Called out in the middle of the night just to let her feel what it’s like to fly?
Dong Lin: "Almost there."
Dong Lin heard the movement of the person behind him getting up.
Chuzheng wal ...
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