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... oked up at the sky outside the airport gate. He wasn't sure if the mysterious and vengeful Mu Qiong'er had been thrown away by this flight from the south to the north.
At the beginning of September in Hacheng, in the evening, the air was filled with a cool chill. Compared to the humid heat of the Central Asian Peninsula, it was heaven. Sitting in a taxi, he looked at the European-style buildings on both sides of the street. Occasionally, he would see blonde, blue-eyed, fair-skinned, and ...
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