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The youth let out a sigh, carefully sensing within, but found the Taihuang Jing lay dormant like a coiled dragon in the abyss. He couldn't call it forth. At this moment, all his cultivation vanished completely, leaving only a wisp of protective Qi from the Taihuang Jing.,Luochin's lips curled into a cold smile. In his past life, he had loved this woman like he was possessed, but after going to Tongzhou, he was looked down upon by her parents, subjected to all sorts of ridicule and humiliation, and endless difficulties.,At this moment, the old man opened an ancient box with eager anticipation. He took out a painting scroll from inside and unfurled it, admiring it.。

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