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Hua Rong made the fire burn even hotter. When she touched his forehead, it was no longer as hot as it was last night. At this moment, the sky was already slightly bright, but the mist had not dispersed at all. It was not possible to see his face in close proximity.
This kind of morning, the gold soldier was afraid of being ambushed by other people, they would not rashly attack. Moreover
