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... snowy white rabbit fur. It had a little bit of his blood on it now.
“Aowu. (herbs).” Little Mr. Gray Wolf looked calmly at the little female pig demon. He then bent down and placed the little leather pouch on the ground.
He wasn’t there to steal; nor did he steal any food.
He just learned that a nice demon who had once helped him out was sick and wanted to bring over some herbs.
He did not want to rob Zhuzhu of her father.
Nevertheless, no demons were willing to be ...
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