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... le gathered around the campfire, using the most primitive method to relieve the nightmare brought to them by the cold air of this Northern Region.
"Liang Xiaoliu, Liang Xiaoliu... uh... cough cough cough---"
Lying on a simple straw mat, Gu Mingxin, who was now covered in wounds, kept calling out the name of the person she "loved" even when she was unconscious.
Hearing this, Wu Tianci, who was poking the wood in the bonfire with a branch, frowned, and ther ...
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