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... urnace.
Baking and refining a blood-red bead.
As the flame bites and burns as if spiritually, the color of the red beads fades little by little.
Every time the color fades, it seems that there are countless innocent souls floating away.
While the silver hair was falling down, the ruthless girl of peerless beauty was always near the cauldron furnace, never leaving her, her pair of purple pupils keenly staring at the blood beads in the furnace.
Once there is ...
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