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C121

The forest was silent.

A young man was kneeling on the ground, sweat dripping down his face.

Her lips were green and purple, her face was pale without a trace of blood, and her aura was not as strong.

"Speak, where is the Wordless Monument? Tell me, I can leave your corpse intact and not dig out your eyeballs. Otherwise, your grandaunt's body wouldn't have been seen in vain just now

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