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... the heart of Deep Snow. If it weren't for you, Deep Snow might be dangerous." Su Yiwen shook his head, looking at Shen Shenxue a little bit afraid.

Quan Shi didn't want Shen Shenxue to hear such words. If she heard them, she would feel bad again.

Sure enough, Shen Shenxue dropped her head when she heard Su Yiwen's words.

Quan Shi looked in his eyes, and suddenly felt impatient in the face of Su Yiwen: "Okay, we have nothing to go first."

"Okay, go home and pay attenti ...

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