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... d the biting wind seemed to warm as it brushed against the Kunlun Great God, stirred by his fervent emotions.
As he spoke, his gaze would occasionally drift toward the rear of the palace.
Lin Moyu sensed that if he weren’t present, the Kunlun Great God would have already gone over to accompany the God of Holy Melody.
Every gesture and every word revealed the depth of their bond—unchanged even after several thousand years.
The story slowly unfolded.
When th ...
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