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... se their eyes and stand quietly.
After a while, the boy began to move around. His walking was more like a dance, light and with an indescribable rhythm.
The ancient humming sounded: "I sacrificed my blood, and a drop of blood was exchanged for the range of my current footsteps, grass and flowers."
This is the real spirit!
When helping Lamo to study the spirit of the spirit, he suddenly found out that his dance of rituals and his own request was actually a process of l ...
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