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At almost the same time, behind the small treasure, two huge red wings spread out.
The delicate and indifferent little face, reflected in the flames of fire, looks majestic and unparalleled.
Mu Yanzhen looked at him for a long while, until the red wings of the fire dissipated, only to wake up.
Looking at the moment to reply to the innocent attachment, the son who fell into her arms, Mu Yan was distressed to treat the wound on his finger, and could not help but groan. ...
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