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... ately red marks appeared.


Ye Qing Luo leaned in close to Lan Ling Nuo and her bewitching eyes stared coldly at her in arrogance.


Lan Ling Nuo felt her legs turning into jelly as a gust of cold air arose from under her feet.


She felt as though she was in an ice palace, the chill entering her bones.


She wanted to struggle but had no ounce of strength at all.


“Should I call you brave, or silly?” Ye Qing Luo’s charmingly crafty voice rang by her ear ...

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