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Chapter 165.1 - Nowadays, All the Girls Always Prefer Icy Glaciers
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... nd suddenly glinted sharply, and she lifted up a slender finger where a long strand of fine golden thread shot out to wrap around the girl’s waist, that pulled her back to safety.
In the instant that everything happened, the little girl’s head was merely just one finger’s width away from the steel pillar.
Just how deep and profound must one’s cultivation be for it to allow one to control their powers with such speed and precision?
The old man then turned to lo ...
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