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... pale lips barely let out a word of begging for mercy.
She looked at the empty underground prison, and heard the damp and cold sound of water dripping down, a fishy sweetness rose in her throat.
She couldn't hold back, she gritted her teeth and spat out black blood.
At this moment, Guan Yan's hands were hung above his head, and he couldn't wipe off the blood left on his mouth. He moved his neck uncomfortably, and said hoarsely, "Tsk, it's really unlucky."
She ...
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