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ient elven language, my name is inscribed at the same time: Master: Ji Jia Mage.

I gradually let go of my spiritual sea, and tried to communicate with her on a spiritual level. It was an endless golden ocean. In the middle of the sea stood the phantom of Yelangya Mountain, and a huge wind pillar rushed straight from the top of the cliff. Into the clouds, there are electric […]