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... leeping palace, the fluctuation of Mana and a seductive aura intertwined, permeating every inch of space.
True Monarch Lan Ling lay lazily on Xu Ping’s wide and sturdy chest, like a begonia flower drenched by the rain.
Her normally frost-cold ice-blue beautiful eyes were now half-open, half-closed, shimmering with an indescribable charm and weariness.
Although the Mana of her Mid-Stage Nascent Soul was unusually active, surging like a tide in spring, she no longer had the ...
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