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"Poison King, you and little girl are on bad terms, is there any point?" Su Qingjiu walked over to Sikong Ling with small steps. She knew he meant well, but she didn't need it. Whatever Bei Yuehua heard, it wouldn't affect her much.

This was because an identity was not something that she could hide just because she wanted to. Just like Qi Moxuan, after today