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... ng Fuce directly used his slender palm to cover the little one’s eyes.
His forceful gesture meant she was not allowed to look.
For some reason, at that moment, Bai Zhi’er seemed to smell a familiar scent of orange.
Si Zheng lay in a pool of blood, and in a flash, red stained the white snow.
Qingmei staggered to her feet, her hair partially askew, shaken to the core.
She glared at Si Zheng: "You heartless fiend, you still wanted to attack the Princess? You ...
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