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... e likes of which I’ve never seen before."
The Insect Woman Caidie flapped her wings, her expression grave as she looked at Qi Yuan’s blood-drenched body.
The blood on the Tattered Robe had dried up, Qi Yuan’s eyes were tightly shut, and his breath was as faint as a hanging thread.
Shen Lingxuan held the unconscious Qi Yuan, filled with self-reproach and guilt in her heart.
If it wasn’t because of her, perhaps Qi Yuan would not have come here, nor would he have suf ...
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