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Yao reaching out to firmly grasp his hands. The rose was held horizontally in Mo Xiaobai's mouth at the corner of his lips as he gazed into the distance, full of youthful charm and splendor.A scream...ely.Mo Xiaobai, “…”That’s considered the default then.Bai Ye patted his nose. What could he possibly do The fact that Mo Xiaobai was alive and kicking was already a miracle. This poison was lifelong,...