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"The gate!" "Open!"

Creak!

The cinnabar pen slid down and a heavy sound of the door opening echoed in the space. A door opened out of thin air, and inside seemed to be connected to endless darkness. It actually looked like a door to the Yin, and the sound of iron chains constantly reverberated inside.

"The gate!" "Is this the Qing Shuang bookstore?"

Yang Ziyan looked at the gate in surprise