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... the wind won't be able to scrape her.
At this point she could see clearly that the two-headed crow was sitting on the back of a middle-aged woman with a black veil, and Fan Qiuhe was sitting on the back of the middle-aged woman and grinning at her.
Qiaomu felt only a slight tingling in his eyes, as if the color of blood spilled out.
This middle-aged woman, she seems to have seen vaguely in dreams.
But I can't remember who it is.
That piece of black veil of the ...
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