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... iu Ci couldn't make a sound or move in his throat, he couldn't move left or right, and his heart was even more eager to send Yu Huaizhi out.

This feeling of being restricted should not be too familiar.

Gritting his teeth and looking at the gray sky, the sky is gray near the evening, only the moon just emerging is shining.

Has Tiandao noticed her?

Or is it just the laws of the world?

In the past, whenever she wanted to prevent disasters in advance, Tiandao would ...

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