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Meng xiaotian's entire body was drenched in cold sweat. He could clearly feel that no matter how hard he tried to move forward, he was unable to escape that sound. In fact, he was getting closer and closer.

Meng xiaotian was burning with anxiety. It didn't matter if he lived or died, but none of these two women were women that Meng xiaotian wanted to harm.

Meng xiaotian's eyes were bloodshot