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Huang Fu Qing'er left.

It was a peaceful and peaceful walk.

The weeping of Hai Jian's heart pierced the horizon. If it weren't for the sparse amount of people here, there would have already been a lot of people gathered here.

After a long time, Hai Yang gradually stopped crying. However, when she saw the faint smile on Huang Qing'er's face disappear without a breath