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Both of Luo Mingxia's hands were cut back, and her body was tied up with twine as thick as her pinky finger. Her clothes were a little wrinkled, and her hair was a little messy.

Right in front of the young lady, Yi Kong closed his eyes and muttered some words. He had been maintaining the same posture for a long time now and the two little Shamei standing beside him had their eyes closed