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She squatted weakly on the ground, and the snow flew on her, and the scorpion infiltrated by the ice water was a little confused, and there was a kind of pure beauty.
Mu Yanjun stared at her and wanted to find a hint of cowardly fear on her face.
But no.
The confusion in her eyes disappeared, and the hardening of the quenching was made.
Mu Yanjun really hates this kind of strength.
The more she is, the more she tells him that his ten years of humiliation ...
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