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"Xue'er …"

Looking at the provocative figure on the white horse, Mo Tingyue suddenly felt that Soong Yixue was a stranger. She seemed to be very far away from him, unlike the weak and gentle appearance he usually saw.

On the contrary, it contained a viciousness that he'd never noticed before.

Everyone present understood who Soong Yixue was referring to.

"Heh