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... r in her heart several times; those two were really lucky that she only had less than half of her spiritual energy left or else, hehe. She would have fucked them up!

"Huian, are you alright?" Luo Qingling, who rushed into the restroom, looked at Luo Huian worriedly. She could not understand what went wrong and was really worried when she saw that Luo Huian was violently sick.

When Luo Huian heard Luo Qingling’s voice, she raised her head and looked at this sister of hers with a f ...

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