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"Peach Blossom!" A slightly desolate female voice sounded out. Peach Blossom stopped her hand and didn't dare to move. The pavilion master opened the curtains and came out, her black hair like snow, her charming eyes like ice, her flaming red lips, and her long gown that slouched on the ground.
Ming You turned to face her, surprised. "The white-haired witch?"
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