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lit. supreme scourge
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"Qingge ah, it's good to die like this, otherwise what am I going to do with you?" Splendid as a star's eyes without a trace of the previous lingering sentimental, Chu Mingxuan lowered his eyes to look at the woman in his arms, his hands mercilessly withdrew, Feng Qingge's body was like a leaf in the wind as it fell heavily on the azure-colored marble, black blood splattered as if it were a Manjushahua that had bloomed in hell. <br /> Pawn? Feng Qingge's eyes were stunned, dazed, and ultimately absolutely...