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... … Anyways, at least she still had time!
The little qilin was someone who liked festivity and noise. Wherever there was excitement, that was were the little qilin would be. It appeared from a small, inconspicuous corner and pounced into Ning Xuemo’s arms. “Master, I want to go!”
His little claws had not yet touched Ning Xuemo’s clothes when he was sent flying by Han Shanyue. “Go wash yourself!”
The little qilin somersaulted on the ground before laboriously jumping back up ...
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