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... her cold and unfeeling voice echoed, the air in the entire room seemed to freeze, becoming so frigid it was almost suffocating.
Lan Ling, who had followed over, suddenly widened his eyes to look at her, and even Ghost Ancestor’s murky eyes suddenly became deep and gloomy.
Ling Xiang’s gaze fell on Han Jing, with a hint of slight surprise.
Xiao Xue’s pouting little mouth opened slightly, wanting to cry but not daring to. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
She had neve ...
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