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... ed by terrifying lightning and thunder, as if to ignite the darkness.
"Mr. Jing really doesn't need help?"
Tang Ling raised her cool and beautiful eyes, the pupils of which were frozen cold. Her white and slender hands were placed on the guitar box next to her, and her fingers tapped a rhythmic beat, accompanied by the rhythm of her breathing.
Her pupils sometimes flashed a fierce golden color, and sometimes flashed a bewitching vermilion.
Since the return of t ...
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