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Chapter 418: The Fragrance of Ink and Wash
ent in her hand. A ball of white light shot out from her palm, transforming the fabric into five silver needles that flew towards the charging enemy. 。The silver needles pierced through the throat, th...an hour’s worth of tea, and I heard the horse neigh once. Our carriage tilted backward, the driver told us to hold on, so I didn't think much of it” 。Later, the carriage went faster and faster. Althou...