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Seeing him still silent, still with such a strange face, the young man can not help but wonder and worry, "What's the discomfort you are talking about? It's so quiet and urgent to die." As he spoke, he leaned down to open his jacket to see his injuries, but there was no way to avoid suspicion.

Feeling his delicate finger slipping through him like a caress, the defense line that Chingzi defended finally collapsed. "Death is death, Lao Tzu went out."

When the teenager touched the longest...