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... p contrast with the black jade colored scales of the Soaring Serpent. Looking down at the small hand of the youth, caused the lifeless heart in An Ying’s chest to slightly move. Upon seeing that his master had returned, Qing Luan immediately walked forward to welcome him. But frowned upon seeing An Ying, and said: “Master, why did You bring a Demon Beast back?……”


“This is a pet I’ve decided to keep!” The Little Phoenix proudly raised his little head, just like a child, who is eager t ...

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