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"Luo Tian, look at you. Then look at your son. He ? He got stronger, but his heart was cold. I saw that he had lost his way. I always feel like I can recognize Evil Clan, and am bewitched ? Heh ? Phew... Do you still trust him that much? "

Luo Qiu'er cried, her grief greater than her heart.

It was as cold as ash. Who could save him?

In the past