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... tragic, the left wing had stiffened, the feathers were burned to ash, the flesh roasted, with oil dripping down!
On its back, Su Yaoyao knelt sitting, her hair blowing messily in the wind, tears streaming down her face, not daring to look at Red Treasure’s left wing.
"Why is it so far... why aren’t we there yet... sob sob sob...
"Red Treasure, hold on just a bit longer!
"Once we fly back, someone can help heal your wounds!"
From the phone at her waist, the ...
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