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... n’t Sang Ya, so where is Sang Ya?
"Sang Ya."
Bu Cuoyang absentmindedly returned to sit on his meditation cushion, his eyes full of disappointed reluctance.
He had thought he could find Sang Ya, to make up for the lifetime of regrets, but now it seemed to be a false alarm.
At this moment, Ouyang Qian noticed a long cut on the back of Bu Cuoyang’s hand, still dripping blood.
The attentive Ouyang Qian took out a clean handkerchief from her bosom.
"Sec ...
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