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... opped breathing.
His pale little face was even paler, and his fingers unconsciously rubbed the wooden ring hanging from his chest.
This wooden ring was crudely made, yet it was shiny all over, with an ancient character engraved on it.
The place where the boy’s thumb was rubbing was exactly where the engraving was.
If one listened carefully, a special energy could be faintly felt emanating from the character and being absorbed by the boy’s body.
After a lon ...
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