White tea is not in the mirror at this time.

When Qiu Ge fell into a coma, she was also pulled into the darkness.

She seemed to have entered Qiu Ge's perspective again.

Qiu Ge is dreaming.

It's quite exciting.

A group of people burst into her home, torches held high in their hands.

Everyone looked like plaster casts, and their faces were expressionless and filled with a sense of extreme excitement.

The sky is black, torches

"The Sick and Weak Beauty Becomes a God in a Horror Game" 334: [Lianzhi Gongzuka] This is all fate is being hit by hand, please wait a while,

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