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... took him away from the darkness.
The big hands are warm, and Mu Yi still remembers that feeling.
At this moment, the old man also extended his hand.
"Old man." Mu Yi muttered to himself, then raised his hand involuntarily, trying to turn it into the hands of the old Tao, and then let him lead him to continue.
It's been a long time since Lao Dao died, and he hasn't had a good 'rest'.
"No, the old man is dead." Just as Mu Yi's hand was about to reach into that bi ...
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