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... nd the voice sounded even more lingering in the thick darkness.
It was like a beautiful painting, long and far away, swaying and stirring up a pool of river water!
He Xinyue stood there, her body stiff. It was as if she was standing in the cold winter of the Northern Frontier. She was covered in cuts and bruises, and her heart was stabbed into pieces.
The shattered hearts gathered together and were smashed by the hammer again and again. The torture was repeated again and aga ...
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