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... to practice? Compared to it, the Celestial Sword Intent is nothing more than a child’s babble…”
Above the sea of clouds, mountain peaks emerged, one after another, and on the top of one of these mountains stood Hong Xian’er in a yellow dress, by Fang Wang’s side, wailing incessantly.
She even held her face with both hands in an exaggerated posture.
Fang Wang was sitting in meditation at the edge of a cliff, his black hair floating slightly, eyes closed, listening to Hong ...
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