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Even if you die, you're still my woman …

His cold words were merciless as he dragged her downwards like an Asura from hell.

Little by little, he fell into the endless abyss.

So cold.

His voice was cold, his eyes were cold.

Qiao Anxia seemed to have truly met Mo Tingyue for the first time. Under his gentle and harmless appearance, there was an unfathomable heart.

Ruthlessness