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... of flesh.
Xiang Zilong’s eyebrows were furrowed, and his face was solemn.
He looked down at himself.
The tunnel he had dug earlier had already healed.
Moreover, the surrounding flesh was squeezing toward him continuously.
But that was not the strangest part.
Because,
According to Xiang Zilong’s calculations of the distance,
After five minutes,
He should have already du ...
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