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Chapter 47: First World: Blood Pact
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... ide by side heading out of the forest with one complaining and the other comforting him. They both had a torn cloth wrapped around their palms as a makeshift bandage. "Qie Ranzhe, did you have to slice across my palm like this? A prick on my thumb would have sufficed. You are so excessive," complained Wen Qinxi in a plaintive cry over his throbbing hand that will most likely leave behind a scar.
Qie Ranzhe draped his arm around Lin Jingxie's shoulders drawing him closer while saying, "Wh ...
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