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Two hundred and forty-three chapters

hot fog

Mist rose as Feng Ling Jue's eyes became blurry.

Lying inside the bath barrel, Feng Lingjue used his hand to ruthlessly wipe his face ?

Crash *

With his head full, Feng Lingjue propped himself up from the bath barrel and slowly walked out without even half a thread of his body remaining.

Casually pulling on a piece of clothing