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... nd snow was blowing in his face, he lowered his head and buried his face in the crow's feathers, avoiding the too strong wind and snow.
The soul hunting suit he was still wearing was a little thin, and with a lot of blood loss, he now felt cold from the inside out.
"...Su Ming'an." Nuoer's voice came slowly from the side through the wind and snow: "What do you think is a god?"
"Sorry, I'm in a bad mood right now." Su Mingan buried his head in the still warm feathers ...
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