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... it hard on the tip of his tongue. Instantly, three blood beads of different colors spurted out of his mouth and fell onto the hair-thin golden thread.
"Return, soul!"
A low and admonishing voice drifted over the surface of the Four-colored Pond Water as the golden silk, tainted with the blood from Ye Fudao’s tongue tip, suddenly burst into a brilliant radiance.
About three breaths later,
A soul, resembling a beautiful woman but appearing very faint and insubstanti ...
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