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Seeing Lin Xiaoxiao's body leaving the ground bit by bit, her face gradually turned from pale to red. Zhan Bingchuan's fingers which were tightly clenched, turned paler and paler.

"Han Jiacheng, what do you mean?" He finally could not help but ask.

After Han Jiacheng heard his voice, his fingers suddenly loosened up. Lin Xiaoxiao fell onto the ground from exhaustion