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... Xing hen's sleeve, white bones appeared out of thin air. In the blink of an eye, the bricklaying of a small white building was completed. The interior of the building was exquisitely decorated in the color of white bones. The embroidered curtain hung low, concealing the graceful figure.
The chariot hung in the air, swaying slightly. Grandmaster Ying ning lay in the chariot. Gradually, the chariot became more and more blurry, like a flower in the mirror or the moon in the water. It couldn ...
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