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... talking nonsense, to get into the car. After sitting in the driver's seat, Wen Xien turned to look at the pale red figure.
The ring on his hand was shining with cold light, Wen Xien turned around,
A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and the thunder blasted like a cannon, which was really frightening.
Wen Xien's face turned pale when he heard the thunder, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier. The heavy rain slapped the windows mercilessly like long whips, a ...
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