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... still as black as ink, like an abyss.
"Huh—"
A deadly gust of wind swept through, and Butcher Zhang hugged a pillar beside him, so that he was not blown away.
Its first sentence was not for the little loach: "Come out."
The drowning ghost concubine Gudu Gudu emerged from the river, but did not come ashore, just showing her head. His long black hair covered half of the river.
In a pair of blood-red eyes, it revealed a somewhat unbelievable pure meaning, full of ...
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