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... s decision was right.
When Mo Zhixuan heard this, his whole person seemed to be alive again.
Downstairs.
A dark-skinned boy was sitting on the sofa. On a hot day, he was wearing a thick Taoist uniform, and there was a little hot sweat on his forehead.
The most important thing is that on the Taoist priest's clothes, one patch after another, it doesn't look like someone living in the 21st century.
Mrs. Mo brought a cup of green tea and said politely ...
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