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... ll was not high, but even so, he fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

Looking up, Lin Mo found that his place was also a corridor, but it was completely upside down from the outside world.

In other words, Lin Mo actually fell on the ceiling of the original corridor.

The current ceiling is the previous floor.

There is also a layer of water attached to it.

This looks a little scary. The water in the mirror world seems to ignore the rules of gra ...

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