"Yes, I can't forget it. Wuwei breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at the crescent moon and said, "Even if I see this moon, I will still think of that bloody scene." "Hehe," Wang Mu chuckled, "I think it's not this moon that makes you entangled, it should be the rabbit spirit." "Wu Wei...

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