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Chapter 1212-Under the Ancient Well

    

ar and muddy!"A fresh breeze gushed out of the empty air, swung open the thick sea around him, wrapped the Garan behind him, and poured fresh air into Garan's nose, and her pale face regained a trace...when he saw the man, the burning furnace in Michael's eyes gradually extinguished. He was silent for a moment, and a voice that could not recognize gender rang from the heart of the old man dressed in...