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Chapter 57

Chapter 57

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Ling Miaoshi could even feel the emotions of that blade of grass. Was that joy? "You should be able to feel it, right? Although your words are sharp, your nature is not bad. You can feel the moods of these little fellows." "Mm, it's the joy of a new birth. Is this creating life?"

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