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Xiaowu: "But..."
Stepping forward, Tang San raised his hands, cradling Xiaowu's delicate face, "Silly girl, there's no need for any 'buts.' What does it matter if you're human or a soul beast? All I know is, you are my younger sister and the one I love."
Holding her in his arms, Tang San embraced Xiaowu's soft body and declared loudly for all to hear, "If you want to capture her, you'll have to step over my dead body first."
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Xiaowu: "You are the first man to comb my hair, and the only one. Forever and ever. No matter what our future holds, in my heart, there's no space for anyone but you."
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"Xiaowu. Soul Bone flying skill, go quickly—" Tang San's voice was completely hoarse. As if ripping apart, he poured all the remaining power of his body into this throw.
