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... sense of charm, spreading along with the fog.
Xu Qing's heartbeat couldn't help but quicken, feeling an unprecedented nervousness, even his mouth felt dry and parched, instinctively looking towards Zi Xuan.
Within the fog, Zi Xuan's face was as lovely as peach blossoms, her eyes containing a spiritual charm. They were bright and deep.
In those eyes, it seemed as if myriad worlds were hidden, with the shyness and innocence of a young girl as well as the depth and wisdom of ...
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