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... the above is his familiar handwriting, no extra greetings, only the number, "What is the snow mark?"

Although Feng Mingmo felt disappointed, this is the first time Yu Yu wrote to him for thousands of years. He still picked a place, returned a warm letter, and sent it back to the thirteen kings.

When Hua Yuman saw the letter, it was already the second day of the morning. After breakfast, she opened the letter in the face of thirteen.

Feng Ming Mo Xin said that the soul of th ...

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