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“Is that so? What a pity.”
Lin Qingluo understood and silently shed a tear of sympathy for her predecessors.
“Since they couldn’t cultivate to success and ascend with their feathers, they naturally turned into dust, vanishing into the long river of history, with its changing days and nights, and ever-changing winds and clouds.”
Little Kingfisher shared the same sentiment, fluttering its little wings and landing on its master’s shoulder, curiously stari ...
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