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... er throat instantly filled with a taste of blood.
But Su Muyao pressed it down firmly, knowing Xiao Jihan was still by her side, she didn’t want Xiao Jihan to worry.
Su Muyao took a deep breath, quickly stepped forward, and squatted down.
"Nanxi, Nanxi..."
Su Muyao looked at his shocking wounds, not daring to call out loudly, she trembled as she softly called him.
But Wen Nanxi had no consciousness.
As soon as Su Muyao’s fingertips touched his icy ...
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