I forgot to breathe and think, because a pure white appeared in my field of vision, so white that it was meticulous, so white that it was spotless, so white that it was breathtaking, and so white that it was otherworldly. Not everyone can meet such a person in life, and not every youth can meet such an amorous encounter. His look was just like the kindness and kindness shown by Maitreya Buddha when he was saving all sentient beings. Wherever he looked, flowers bloomed and birds flew. "The God of Wind is floating" came the word in Long Yin's mind.
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