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... y were all waving at me, saying, "Xiao Jiu, it’s time to come home."

In the dream, it was so quiet it was frightening, those repeated calls for Xiao Jiu to come home were rather chilling.

Shen Chuwei woke from her dream, drenched in sweat, to find that daylight had broken. She sighed, why would she dream such a thing?

After finishing breakfast, Shen Chuwei wanted to go search for Xiao Jinyan, and Xiao Jinyu was heading to the battlefield. It was his first time going to th ...

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