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... ouldn't find a suitable word of comfort for a while.

"To die is to die," Xiao Gu looked forward, and continued to walk forward, "You can't be happy if you're alive, and gods and demons are walking around every day, so there's no hope for this day."

At the end of the road is an underground garage. When Su Heting entered, he glanced at the security gate. There was nothing inside. The information identification system here was just a decoration.

Xiao Gu didn't have to bend over ...

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