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“Hehehe…”
In the Herb Garden of Divine Farmer, the Dragon Apricot Spirit curled its two claws, perched tensely yet excitedly atop the canopy.
Beside it, another space for an Ancestral Tree had long been reserved.
But only one.
As long as she came, she would certainly fall in love with the Apricot Realm.
For the soil that allowed roots to delve deep in the Apricot Realm was soil from the Herb Garden of Divine Farmer.
To the Ance ...
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