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... edge of the cliff and silently viewed the scene, her face abnormally pale. She had forcefully suppressed the injuries left behind by those numerous feathers, but no matter how she tried, she could not suppress those feelings of anger and unwillingness in her heart.
An elegant and yet exceptionally ruthless peacock cry emerged from her lips, resounding into the distance, as if was calling something. Upon hearing this, the zither-playing old man suddenly changed his expression. He wanted to ...
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