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A voice kept shouting from the bottom of his heart, "Jiang Xiaoyue, it's all over. Let's leave, it's all over!"

For some reason, his legs felt like they were filled with lead, making him unable to take a single step forward.

"Xiao Yue, you know what I'm saying."

Liszt looked at Jiang Xiaoyue steadily, but then he seemed to remember something and looked at her with pleading eyes