The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the street lamps cast a faint light and shadow on the road, dimly illuminating the surrounding scene.

Wang Yuxian looked at the two people, and for a moment, he actually heard the aftermath of the crow circling in the city.

The voice was long and sad, bursting through his eardrums, and stirring the world upside down in his mind, so that in little time, Wang Yuxian couldn't think, "What's going on?" ”

Zhao Lu pinched out his cigarette, took a step and deliberately walked directly from the back of his first encounter, and only said three words: "EPT." ”

The coolness of the night seemed to fall on him, making Zhao Lu look as unreal as the other two.

Wang Yuxian has not seen the transformation of EPT with his own eyes, but he also clearly knows that it is not

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