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"No, Soul Celestial Saint. This is my brother. Please, let him go." Situ Xianxian's heart-wrenching scream rang out. Soul Celestial Saint's scarlet eyes finally came back to themselves. A soft touch pressed against his waist as two small hands, bonelessly gentle, tightened around his powerful waist. Her body clung to his, and the familiar, delicate fragrance of a woman filled his breath