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... into her body, and the lost flesh began to fuse together at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming not a human silhouette, but that of a monster bristling with sharp teeth, its swollen body almost reaching the ceiling.
Its existence almost matched all of Duan Mingyuan’s imaginations of monsters and formidable enemies.
The trip to Congyun Hotel was not just for Yang Ping and Tang Qianqian, it was also his best opportunity for learning and exchange.
Whether it was a bar ...
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