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Leng Qiyue walked along the ice wall and after turning a corner, she finally saw the Xue Ling. Although she knew that his hair had turned white, she was still shocked by it.

Strands of snow-white hair scattered behind her back, meandering on the ice. A few strands of hair fell to the side of his face, landing on Pei Zan's face in his arms … He sat there like a statue