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... rust in her may have begun to waver.
Song Lingxue slowly clenched her palm, her fingers covered by the dark gold arm armor gripping tightly, knuckles turning slightly white from exertion, making a subtle creaking sound.
After a while, she took a deep breath, the icy air filled with stardust and bloody scent, like countless tiny ice needles, pouring into her lungs.
The extreme cold quickly suppressed the tumultuous emotions within her.
She needed to stay calm at th ...
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