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This beautiful face, which could not be described with words, had appeared in Jian Wushuang's mind countless times, making him yearn for it day and night. But now, this face appeared in front of him with this identity.
"Shuang Er, it's Shuang Er!"
Jian Wushuang was roaring in his heart, and his whole body was trembling crazily.
He looked at the peerless beauty who had become the focus of the world, but his eyes were filled with unprecedented ecstasy.
He had waited for this ecstasy for too long, and he had longed for it for too long.
Leng Rushuang, his wife!
Not only did she look exactly the same, but the extremely cold aura on her body was also exactly the same.
Jian Wushuang was sure of her just by looking at her.
The woman in front of him was the recognized number one genius and beauty of the Nine Realms of the Golden Crow. She was his wife, Leng Rushuang!
He could not be wrong.