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... er breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Lu Weiyu, who seemed to have nothing wrong with her, not even disfigured.

Leiya hid in the corner, trying to pretend to be airless.

Yes, a little bit is not good.

You must know that she took Lu Weiyu's life from the marshal who believed in metaphysics with great difficulty.

Feudal superstition kills people!

If this is a serious illness, it may really disappear after a few minutes.

Mother Lu talked a lot, and expl ...

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