The next second, her small body escaped from his palm, and shouted in panic:

"Bag, bun! Your family ...... dust."

Shui Qingchen stretched out his hand, lifted it, and brought her back again.

Giventon soared into the air, desperately towards the blue sky, and turned a big...

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