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... f the Snow Jade Spirit Sword.
Above the snowy forest, Feng Yu Die deftly drove the sword, leisurely flying toward the ice-blue spiritual light beam with Zhang Yihe in tow.
Just now, Hu Tianyue casually mentioned a "birdie".
And now, Feng Yu Die's head was full of birdies.
"Hmm... Birdie..." Feng Yu Die murmured as an image of a sparrow unconsciously formed in her mind. However, she still couldn't understand why Hu Tianyue wo ...
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