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... d the air.
The air still carried the charred scent of electric arcs that had burst forth, along with the searing heat of the spring rain drying up.
Three luxurious figures stood at the door, looking at the figure who had been nailed in place.
Two middle-aged men set their eyes on a woman, "Yuqing, is this your person?"
Qin Yuqing's coiled hair gently brushed over her pale and delicate cheek, her well-maintained visage flickering coldly.
"Yes," she affirmed ...
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