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Feng Jiuyang had the same thought, "I'm afraid something will happen tonight."

Tang Ling threw a piece of firewood over in anger: "Damn you, you don't know how to talk nice."

Jiangfeng sat by the campfire, his eyes quietly staring at the dancing flames, his brows knitted slightly, as though he was hesitating. In the end

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