The Grand Supernal Lineage
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Xia Xiu paid no heed to Yizhou's silent grumbling and walked straight toward Tours, who knelt on the ground, gasping frantically for breath.
Tours's face was as pale as paper. Beads of sweat slid down his forehead and fell onto the cold stone slabs, and his whole body trembled as though a bitter wind had stripped away all his protection; his small hands clutched the clothing over his heart, as though trying to ease the agonizing pain that way; his breathing was rapid
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