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... snow, merging with the ice bed beneath, indistinct and inseparable.
Wang Mu walked over. Her plain cyan dress was starkly out of style with the current fashion in the Immortal World, resembling more the coarse cloth dresses worn by mortal women—ordinary and simple.
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It was An Qixiu. Even without seeing her face, the distinctive white hair and the simplistic cyan dress alone were telling.
Wang Mu walked closer to observe. Her complexion bore not a hint of aging ...
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