Murong Xuejian's voice was very gentle in the first half, but in the back, he was speechless, and his expression was even colder, as if a word represented the life of someone in the City Lord's Mansion.

The words landed, the candle flame went out, and the entire study was plunged into darkness, and I couldn't see my fingers. ...

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