Meanwhile, Xi was also running into trouble.
It was a petite and delicate girl with skin as white as snow, dressed in a black Gothic long dress. The hem of her skirt fluttered gently in the breeze, resembling a blooming black rose. Her waterfall-like hair cascaded over her shoulders, with a slight curl that emitted a faint fragrance.
However, contrasting sharply with her lovely appearance was the twisted, morbid smile on her face. This smile sent chills down one's spine, as if it concealed endless evil and madness. A cunning gleam flashed in her eyes, revealing an elusive and dangerous cleverness.
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