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Yi Ren who was lying on the ground was looking up at him, a sweet smile on her face, her lips were broken, the dark red did not seem to be depressed, she only felt that she was alive.

He paused for a moment, then reflexively hid the scroll in his other hand behind him.

When Yi Ren saw his movements, she did not find it strange. She crawled up, clapped her hands, and rubbed her nose