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... ated his purpose, and then asked the girl's name.

"I... my name is Chu Yuling, so, what is Xiuxian?"

Although after a short period of adaptation, Chu Yuling's mood has calmed down a lot, but in the end, she is just an ordinary girl. Although she usually reads dramas and novels, she mainly focuses on the hero and heroine falling in love. Not very deep.

"Cultivation of immortals mainly lies in breaking the original shackles. Although we are only mortals, but if we have succeed ...

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