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She saw Father Yao at a look; he was hung on the tree with strange vines. The thin mist drifted away, swaying like a ghost.
Yao Ying trembled all over with mixed anger and anxiety. Her heart began to beat fast out of nervousness.
She ran quickly toward Father Yao.
“Dad… Dad, wake up, how are you feeling?”
The vines hung down straight from the top and there was quite a distance between Father Yao and the ground. Yao Ying didn’t know how to set h ...
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