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... >The flower in his hand turned into a white light.
The white light was like a sharp blade, aiming for Ning Yishu’s stomach just as he stepped outside the defensive array.
Ning Yishu didn’t dodge and indifferently stood still, his weak body standing as straight as a pine tree. He was handsome and composed.
A great many thoughts flashed through his mind, and each and every one was about Bai Weiwei.
Her cruelty, her occasional fragility, her helplessness and suffering when s ...
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