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... p> Past experiences, sounds, images... all such elements gradually restored themselves in Xiang Mingyu’s mind.
Blood, killing, cries, and the clanging of swords mingled incessantly around her, almost causing her brain to burst.
Although such pain was bone-chilling, it was nothing for Xiang Mingyu; she slowly turned her head to meet Hua Yingyue’s worried gaze.
A few seconds later, she finally spoke haltingly, "Xiao Yue?"
"Auntie!" Hua Yingyue cried with joy, "You r ...
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