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... es like this; dispatch Immortal Emperor powerhouses to clear the battlefield."

"The intelligence you’ve just gathered indicates that the Ghost Clan doesn’t fear the Holy Yang Dao; on the contrary, they are even more frightened of Soul Devouring, Reincarnation, and the Illusion Realm Dao."

"Moreover, when the Ghost Clan dies, they don’t leave a corpse behind but turn into a special energy that disperses into the heavens and earth."

"I have a few members of the Ghost Clan o ...

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The night before we obtained our marriage certificate, I asked him, “When did you start to develop feelings for me?”

He answered, “I don’t remember.”

“But, why me?”

“Why not you?”

“I’m very petty, and I get jealous very easily.”

“So am I.”

“I’m afraid I’m not worthy of you.”

“So am I.”

“I haven’t really dated, so I don’t know what love is.”

“I don’t know either.”

He held my hand gently, “But I know this. When I think about spending the rest of my life with you, I feel that my future is filled with hope.”

At 16, we used the same class desk, with less than 10cm between our arms. My peripheral vision was full of him.

At 26, I woke up in the morning, and saw the sunlight softly shining on his face. I thought, this is how I want to grow old – gradually, together, with him.

I guess this must be love.