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It was still as dark as before, and from time to time, he could hear the frantic shouts.

Su Qingyue's eyelids felt like they weighed a thousand kilograms, and her body was stiff.

The memories that flashed through his spiritual sense just now, did it belong to Supremo Fushe?

Su Qingyue slightly knitted her brows. Her tightly shut eyes began to struggle.

But she couldn't move