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... my illness is acting up again..."
Wu Zetian looked pale, tightly grasping Yang Tian's arm.
Yang Tian held Wu Zetian in his arms.
The first sensation was feeling an extreme coldness within Wu Zetian's body.
The aura that originally enveloped Wu Zetian's face like a divine light now bathed her body, making Wu Zetian appear very sacred.
But at the same time, it brought her a bone-chilling torment.
Boom!
Yang Tian circulated the Spiritual Breat ...
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