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An Zheng slowly knelt there, feeling as if a hole had been torn out in his heart. Nie Qing was a real man, the kind of choice that he made was something that most men in the world couldn't make.

There was no longer a trace of Nie Qing in the ruins. It was the explosion of a vital essence which had ignited an extremely special innate constitution. An Zheng looked at the street full of scars