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"Is this really a person?"

Wang Yuanchao swore for the first time.

We stared at that direction. Catherine was rolling back and forth on Yama King's back, as if testing something.

Compared to Yama King, her delicate body was tiny.

The next second, her legs suddenly sank dozens of centimeters down, as if she had sunk into a quagmire.

In a split-second, she tried her best to pull out her legs