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... hen savior Ji Qianhuang and the villain Devil wished mourning, and it was the mourning fellow who blew himself up, completely destroying Shen Qingjia's chance of survival!

My last name is sorrow ... I was born in city y ... I am seventeen or eighteen years old and have a lot of fate. In the last days, I was betrayed by a pig teammate ... Then there is a 80% chance.

"What's your surname? I wish you grief?" Shen Qingjia asked again, with a light smile on her face, but she was thinkin ...

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