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... hrough an outer portal, toward an endless traction.
This subtle sense of ignorance and clear cognition.
Sure enough.
Yimeng suddenly realized that she was dreaming the same dream as last time, last time, last time, thousands of nights.
In that dream, he was a sword.
A long sword of unknown appearance sealed in a small space similar to a storage bag.
When used as a sword.
Yimeng couldn't move and couldn't speak, all he could feel w ...
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