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Yun Daimeng threw the deer blood into the air, planning to make some Deer Blood Wine when there was no one around.

Song Xue Han came to Yun Daimeng's room and stared at the White tiger lying on the carpet: "How many Silver s do you need? This Princess buys it! " Yun Daimeng sat on the bed, drank some fruit wine and said indifferently: "Not selling!"

Song Xuehan: "I really like this White tiger