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... cient Immortal in his dreams!
His eyes shut... then opened again quickly. He realized, to his surprise, that he wasn't the least bit sleepy; he couldn't sleep at all!
At that moment, the convention center was packed with people, bustling and noisy.
And he was like a soul trapped inside a puppet, unable to move, unable to speak, unable to sleep, just watching helplessly.
Bai Mo sat beside him, patting his shoulder.
"Sorry, Uncle Zhang.
"This Fire To ...
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