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... by second, twenty minutes had gone by, yet Jun Moyan still showed no signs of waking up.
His entire skin remained an ashen gray, with no change at all, and the blood oozing from his wounds was still black, emitting a corpse-like stench.
"Why hasn’t he woken up yet..."
Wen Xiao’ai asked the drunkard, choking up with tears.
"..." The drunkard remained silent, not speaking.
"Don’t worry, wasn’t it said to be half an hour? Let’s wait a bit more, just a little ...
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