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... nce stirs the breeze, a wisp of soul stirs the heart to weep.
In the small courtyard, it suddenly turned as silent as still water.
Under the gaze of everyone, Wang Xuanqing fell straight to the ground, his breath feeble, almost cutting off.
No one expected Wang Xuanqing, so imposing with Daoist Candle Illumination that even Xiong Ba almost fell, to be like a lost soul against this mysterious young man before them.
"He’s gotten stronger again?" Xiong Qianqiu furrow ...
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