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... k. She wants to use your souls to nourish mine.”
After speaking, he gently held the person in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her ear softly, his voice tender: “Let them go, I know you don’t really want to do this.”
The woman lifted her eyes to look at him, her gaze unreadable.
Her voice was low: “Bo Jingmo, if I help them, my soul will disappear.”
Bo Jingmo’s expression softened as he let out a gentle laugh and coaxed her patiently: “Then I’ll go with you. ...
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