Back at home, Lu Xiaoyu took out the drawing pen, unfolded the sketchbook, thought about it, and put it down again. "What's wrong?" He Yan asked. "I'm worried that I won't have enough strength," Lu Xiaoyu said, "give me some more." He Yan hesitated, "Xiaoyu, not everyone can stand the evil qi of the underworld&he...

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