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... he green grassland, the sun sank. Looking directly into the past, he could see a warm orange light, not a bit dazzling. The red evening rose petals were floating in the air, and the fragrance of flowers was floating in the gentle breeze. Wine, feeling the hot liquid down the throat, burning in the stomach.
Mian and Pace stood in the wheat field harvesting the newly ripe wheat. Because he awakened the blood of the snow wolf, Jamie could see that Pace took out a small box and handed it t ...
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