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Yan Qingyang looked into the mirror and saw that there was a lot of mud on her face. Even so, there was still a sense of strangeness. She raised her sleeves and wiped the mud off her face.

Her chin was a little sharp, her apricot eyes were like jade, and her skin was like Yan Qingyang's, but she looked even more beautiful than before. At least her chin was a little sharper