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Chapter 238: The Inheritance Grounds of the Gods
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... be Tower.
In a sunless corner, a faint candlelight flickered, illuminating Yu Xiaogang’s pale, bloodless face. He lay there quietly, an unyielding yet sorrowful aura lingering around his body. The fire of his life seemed as if it could be extinguished at any moment.
Brother Scar, Sister Chrysanthemum, and Brother Jie were at the side, their expressions varied. Some were grave, some regretful, some contemptuous.
Brother Jie took off his glasses, breathed on them, and after ...
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