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A white figure stood at the summit of the empty mountain, and her clothing was fluttering due to the mountain breeze, making a fluttering sound. She especially looked as if an immortal who was above this secular world.
After a good while, this white figure sighed softly, and her loneliness resounded in this mountain forest.
“Wushuang? Truly is a name that is pleasant to hear.” The white figure murmured, and in her mind, involuntarily those starry eyes filled with sadness r ...
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