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Dantai Luo Xue stood upon an open field.
Dressed in green robes, her long black hair was tied with a red ribbon, and the noble arrogance in her brow was considerably lessened, replaced by serenity.
However, at this moment, in Dantai Luo Xue’s dark-golden pupils, threads of surprise were interwoven.
Because in front of her,
Zhang Han was riding a Canglong, meandering ahead.
Using a dragon as a mount,
How could Dantai Luo Xue not feel shocked? < ...
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