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... there, looking at the bridge not far away, and softly spoke to each other.
Wang Lin’s gaze was gentle as he looked at Li Muwan. He had waited for this for a long time, and now, after thousands of years, it had finally happened.
The seven-colored snow that fell no longer had a sorrowful feeling. It was completely different from the scene Wang Lin had seen inside the ancestral temple.
Wang Lin softly said, “It is a long story. Wan Er, once we leave, we will find an ordinary place ...
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