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... g high, and the tree shadows swayed.
In the well of the backyard of Xuanxu Temple, someone got hooked.
Jin Xu lifted his ink jade fishing rod, and amidst the splashing of water droplets, a figure drenched from head to toe, with specks of blood and mud on her dress, was pulled up by him.
And dropped onto the vacant ground nearby.
"It’s not Master again."
This was Little Taoist’s first reaction in his mind.
"I wonder what species it is this time; how ...
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