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Hong Yuan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes radiant as he thought, In this life, let the Sword Body always be Bo Qing~
SWOOSH—
Hong Yuan relaxed his self-awareness, allowing the waters of the Reverse River to carry him downstream.
With a smile, he watched the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint’s eyes from a distance, waving at her in response.
At the same time, Hong Yuan also noticed the Third Ancestor of the Ji Clan.
Previously, not long a ...
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