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Huo YunChen's warm voice sounded like a boy who had just done something wrong and was begging for forgiveness.

Bai Qingqing's heart was very afraid and very conflicted.

Liu Yun was burned to death in front of her eyes, and the knife she kept stabbing at her palm was like a nightmare.

"I don't want to talk. I'm so tired. I want to be alone."

She spoke with a very low voice