Gu Yuhan was smashed in pain, and with a snort, there were beads of sweat on his face, and his cheeks slid down and his neck was wet.

She looked like she was trapped in a small dark room, dark and cold, and her fingers were about to freeze.

In the cold environment, only the bite of insects, mixed with the sound of rats gnawing on the corners of the box, made people have to retreat.

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