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Long Chen Yi didn't even realize that his voice had a slight tremble. He slowly squatted down and tightly held his pair of white hands in his own big hands.

"Stand up for me!" How many rounds do we fight? "Ling Shuang," Long Chen Yi suddenly lowered her head and kissed the two hands, her normally noble and elegant eyes becoming slightly moist.

"Ling Shuang, I beg of you, if you can wake up