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On the peak, flowers bloomed like brocade. On the Bluestone, a young girl sat cross-legged, and the leisurely sound of a flute could be heard.
At the end of the song, Zhu long put down her flute, and her eyelashes fluttered slightly with her closed eyes.
She raised her bright and clean chin, facing the Heavenly Dao Tree.
Another fruit was born on the Heavenly Dao Tree. Mysterious Dao intent waves gathered on the fruit. Then, it turned into a stream of ...
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