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"Who the hell are you?!"

Inside the palace, Moth Consort had already dismissed everyone. In the huge room, only Mo Ying and Goufei were left. Looking at Moth's gentle and beautiful face, the 'Ode of Luo Shen' in Mo Ying's heart became even clearer. In this world, there were very few people with black hair and black eyes. People who appeared like this were most likely his compatriots