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... rums was deep and eerie, carrying a chilling malice, like a cold snake sliding down his spine, causing Yang Tuo’s heart to tighten suddenly, a wave of coldness rushing from his feet to his head.
Yang Tuo: "???"
The rotten touch, the pitch-black palm, the eerie voice... Have ghost stories come true?
His scalp tingled, his heart pounded like a drum, filled with dread and terror.
He quickly turned his head to look down the stairs, only to find it empty, not a trace o ...
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