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Under the moonlight, a strong stench of blood filled the minds of everyone present. The girl dressed in black that looked like a demon and that could overthrow a country seemed especially unfamiliar to them.

"Lan, this is Yan Ye." Windscar Yan Ye attempted to step forward as he stretched out his right hand to gently touch Yun Lan's long hair.

"Lan, good girl. Come to me. I'm Yanye