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... turned from pitch black to dim.
She looked at her pale palm, her slender brows slightly curved,
"Didn't bring it out? Or, he refused."
She did not bring Qiao Xun's subjective consciousness out of the dream. It made her uneasy.
If the dream is broken, everything that exists in it will be annihilated.
Agnes sat up from the quaint and heavy coffin bed, took a cloak from the side and put it on, his figure flashed like a white lightning, and disappeared here.
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