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... Mianmian didn’t know what that rope was; she reflexively reached for the small bag at her waist, thinking she needed to offer a gift in return for receiving one, only to grasp at thin air.
"Where’s my small bag?" She looked around.
"You’re in your spirit form right now," Cui Yu was charmed by Little Bun’s searching glances, his eyes softened, "This Soul-hooking Rope is for you, it should come in handy. Er, it’s as if I’m representing the Underworld, hiring you to be a Yin Envoy. ...
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