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... f it's her own illusion, but Yunwan vaguely felt the wind start to flow, and the leaves caressed on her shoulders swayed lightly, and the rubbing sound was like a ghost crying.
Yun Wan knew that this was not her world, and any trouble could kill her.
She vigilantly clenched the dagger at her waist, lowered her eyes to the glass mirror—
[Cultivator, don't worry, your Dharma protector is rushing towards you, about eighty miles away from you. ]
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How dare he o ...
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