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... n hard, lighting the red threads hanging around the grave, contracting them inward until they surrounded Meng Qi’s pale hand. The numerous small needles flew into the mud as well.
At the same time, his right hand became soft and slippery as he withdrew it with all of his might.
The pale skin twitched, breaking the red lines and sending silver pins flying off. The middle-aged man could only feel a pair of cold, hard tongs pinning his arm, preventing his escape!
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