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... word, and the elders have already drawn their souls.
The sky is covered with clouds.
Under the cloud, countless people fell to the ground, painful mourning accompanied by the old man's crazy laughter, so that the Qinhai field today is like hell.
Mo Xinyan always stood on the face of Liu Chenshuang. She bit her lip tightly, her face was white, and she looked at everything in front of her in horror.
Such a scene, she has seen it too many times in the past few days... ...
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