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... Guang Han!)
Cultivation knows no years, and in the blink of an eye, two years hurried by.
Qiongbi Peak.
The morning mist enveloped the entire mountain, and from within the mist, one could faintly hear the sounds of chickens, ducks, cows, and sheep.
“Little Blackie!”
Early in the morning, Ning Daoran drifted to the fish pond.
“Squeak, squeak~~~”
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The Big Black Fish instantly emerged halfway out of the water, its black scales emitt ...
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