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Chapter 963: A Chief Mourner
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... her prideworthy chest before finally slowly traveling up her snowy, swan-like neck.
It was only then that he saw her beautiful but utterly cold, cruel, and indifferent face.
Those slightly elongated, bewitching eyes shone with a hint of blood-red fanaticism.
Hong Ying was instantly solemn.
A long time ago, he’d discussed the Seventh Warden with some of the sect’s old-timers. They all said that although the Seventh Wardenlookedlike an amorous, enchanting beauty, sh ...
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