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... ds are roaring, and in the rainy sky, the luxuriant trees are whining in the heavy rain, and the fine green leaves are crumbling.
On the pitch-black sky, there are countless sorrows and sorrows.
Jiang Wenyu hid in a dilapidated residential house, curled up.
Through the window, she stared blankly at the brilliant flower blooming in the dark sky, and the dense ink clouds swayed away, revealing the bright white sword flower on the dome.
Jiang Wenyu's chest felt l ...
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