author:A history of love be
state:in the series
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Xu Zimo, clad in white, resembled freshly fallen snow. His hair danced with the cold wind, and his eyes were deep and boundless.,He finally knew why he felt a sense of familiarity when looking at the bead. The energy within the bead was his cultivation from his past life, all his divine meridian realm skills integrated into it.,Xu Zimu came to the courtyard, and his guard Zhang Chongtian was waiting for him far away at the door.。