In desperation, I could only take out a stick of incense from my pocket, and after a few words in my mouth, the incense in my hand slowly burned.

Cigarettes are entwined, and if spiritual, the rope is generally wrapped around the body of the black blind man.

Then the hand slowly let go.

Lu Feng and I pressed it back on the bed together, and there was a hint of heaviness in our eyes.

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