She stood aside blankly, her face already as pale as death. She gave her soul to the black mandala, and her life would disappear as the mandala withered.
An Luoluo stepped forward and took off a sapphire from its pale yellow stamen. It is still deep and solemn, so beautiful that it makes people's hearts tremble.
Two people fell from the branches on the other side.
The world has finally returned to its original appearance.
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