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... the moment Gaya was cracking her mouth, and there was a hint of nagging, cruel, crazy and smiling.

"You want to kill me?"

She stared at the heart that couldn't stop beating in the palm of the other side, but her breath was extremely calm, as if someone had pierced his chest, and the person who took out the heart was not himself. But at the next moment, Gaya raised her harp high and roared loudly.

"No one can kill me except Lydia!"

With the roar, Gaya suddenly plucked ...

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