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brushwood God of Illustions!

"You guys finally know where we're going. Is there anyone good at healing? If we don't save a lot of people, it'll be too cold."

Tan Xin lightly said, without the slightest bit of awkwardness...

If she didn't stagger.

Ling Yue hurriedly supported Tan Xin, an apologetic look on her face. If it weren't for Linglong