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Another night, Shen Hanfeng saw Ying Yuesha's gentle face stained red with filthy blood in his sleep, and saw her beating the ground with her hands, crying that the sky was not working and the earth was helpless in despair. "If there is a chance, I want to leave you the chance to live." The shadow on the mother's beautiful face lingered. "I will give him blessing, but he cannot live past the age of twenty..." "Seal your memory, I hope you can remember some beautiful things in the world, and have a glimmer of hope in the midst of displacement..." The voices of Zhuque Shenjun and You Yibai kept echoing "They look really alike. They have the appearance of my mother. In my heart... If you can't avenge Zuo Ming, you might as well go down and accompany him..." "Don't blame me, child. If you want to blame me, it's you who came back from Yuanyi, not your mother." Junze, his father's words reflected in his heart. His heart was filled with hatred, and there was chaos everywhere. Not a single bit of kindness gave him light.
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