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... that.
Ye Yilin spat out a mouthful of blood, black and blood-red, an extremely deep color.
This was blood from her heart!
And at that moment, Ye Yilin’s pretty face turned deathly pale, devoid of all color.
"Master Zhuge, Elder Brother Lin... is he really... dead?" Ye Yilin’s lips trembled as she spoke, her beautiful eyes were ash-gray and lifeless, but in her heart, there still lingered a sliver of hope.
"He must be dead!"
Zhuge Hong nodded, exhal ...
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