But his tendon was severed, and he was powerless. With a stumble, he fell down, the shackles clanging.,Lan Qing smiled gracefully, her flower-like branches swaying.,Lan Qingjia's double script violently trembled, tears welling up in her eyes and rolling down her cheeks. They were filled with anger, hatred, pain, and sorrow.。
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