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... he was looking for.
He pursed his thin lips quickly, his eyes rolled sharply like a knife, and he pulled out his long legs and walked in, with each step bringing a sharp leg wind.
The door to the shower was opened, and no one was inside.
There was no one in the cloakroom.
He found it in every corner of the room, and Tang Moer was gone.
This consciousness kept shrinking and amplifying in his brain, the master's chest began to rise and fall, and he smiled lowly a ...
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