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Jun Mochou, on the other hand, looked at Ye Mingche with love. His long hair flowed without wind, his clothes were clean and white, and he was a gentleman like jade. His eyes flashed with a hint of green, that was the aura of life. In this refining process, the Tree of Life's life force was essential.

Although Xuan Yue was leaning to the side, her eyes were focused on Ye Mingche