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... ingers were cold, as if a faint current flowed from his fingertips, and poured into her head along the position of her brows.
Ning Xuemo only felt a bang in her head. The picture of Xue Yilan in her memory was like a stream of water, forcibly opened by a force, and a reenactment of scenes in her mind ...
After a while, Han Shanyue retracted his finger, and the fixation technique applied to Ning Xuemo was immediately unlocked by him.
Han Shanyue's face was not very good, and ...
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