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... able plots and scaffoldings, they have been experiencing a world war.
At this moment, my mother is kneeling beside a man.
As a cry, the man lay on his back on his face, his mouth constantly squirting blood, but he was not dead.
In front of them, there are several men standing, holding cold arrows of blood.
No words.
The scene was once extraordinarily quiet.
At the forefront, standing a white robe man with a faint smile on his face, very refined, like the ...
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