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... years, is slowly collapsing, just like his world.

Ning Zhou holds the body of Qi Le people, walks on the stone steps of the former site of the Holy See, and walks down step by step, from the clouds to the bottom, from heaven to hell.

The night wind sent a scene of memories. Once the dull and tiny joys were buried in countless pains and shackles, when the death filtered out the impurities of sand and gravel, it left a sweet heart. taste.

But he didn't even have time to taste ...

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