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Ansu held a small stool and sat side by side with Luo Jia in front of the window, looking at the Hell Street opposite the city hall.
The **** dusk spreads down, smearing the setting sun on the bumpy streets, and the fire cloud spreads completely, spreading into a flat area.
The puddles on Hell Street reflect the shadow of the clouds. There are puddles everywhere on the street, and the streets are also filled with reflections of clouds that look lik ...
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