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Chapter 883 Mrs. Wang Xichuanyan
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... me shudder.
Pei Yuanxiu felt it immediately and looked down at me.
"Green baby?"
"..."
I didn't speak, just watching Yan Qinghan walk to the center of the Lingtang, and looked up at me.
His white clothes, pale face and lips, and his fingers wrapped in bandages, seemed as if the whole person had been transfigured from the ice cave.
Behind him, a group of white-clad men walked out, holding the ashes, lamenting with sorrow, and slowly walking out in the low ...
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