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... omething.

   After all, no matter what they thought, it was useless. The only way to save Tang Mo was that attribute bead, and the owner of that bead was standing in front of him.

"When does it begin?"

  Qin Ling looked at Tang Mo wearing new and clean clothes, lying on the mat with a pale face, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a hand, and it was so painful that he could hardly breathe.

  Because of Lin Yi's careful care, Tang Mo was taken care of very clea ...

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