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... y singing in a way that made him look like an African refugee, and then glanced at the yellow grass roof which had a big hole. At the same time, a strand of memories that did not belong to her was poured into her mind.
He stretched out his dirty fingers and lightly rubbed his temples. Only when his headache began to subside did he manage to get a better understanding of the situation.
The owner of this body was also known as Ning Yan, but after experiencing it, she was completely ...
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