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... ne’s wrist.
Bai Zhi’er took small steps, completely trusting him as she followed him through the stone forest.
All the way, they could hear their footsteps crunching on the snow.
Soon, they reached the backyard of the Xiuluo Guard.
Bai Zhi’er stood under a tree, her little face rosy, looking as if she were obediently waiting to be fed.
Feng Fuce reached up and plucked an orange.
Who would have thought that the branch would sway, causing some snow t ...
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