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... ire? Don’t these words stab at my heart?”


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Gu Yun’s lumbar and cervical bones had problems, Chang Geng did not need to examine carefully, for after unloading the armor, he could feel it through the clothing.


He threw aside all straying thoughts and frowned. “Zi Xi, how long has it been since you last took off the Light Armor?”


“Since removing the steel plate, I’ve been wearing it all the time…” As Gu Yun said these words, he felt that something ...

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