The night was as dark as ink, with dark clouds covering the sky. Distant thunder rumbled ominously, as if a heavy downpour were about to come.,"Why are you still being polite with me Let's go back to my place. I'll ask the city lord for your hand in marriage tomorrow!",Ling Feng frantically pulled out a row of golden needles from his bosom and started stabbing them wildly.。
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