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... ionally there are a few rotting stumps, reminding people of the end of the world.
"Sister Yun, what is your ability?"
Ye Xiaotian looked up at Yun Chu while making sparks at his fingertips.
The morning light passed through the row upon row of buildings and spilled into the silent alleys.
The girl lowered her eyebrows and slowly raised her fair and delicate palms.
These hands have not done heavy work. Like most contemporary young girls, they are spo ...
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