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... ay.

Jiang Liu patted the two little guys on the left and right, left his seat and followed Xiao Nan.

Follow Xiao Nan all the way, along the steps made of steel, towards the tower. The weather seemed a little gloomy, like the suppressed emotions in some people's hearts.

After a while, several people entered a room with dim lights.

There was a cold figure standing by the window, he didn't feel any anger, his back was facing several people, and he was wearing a red moiré ...

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