At the moment when Shen Shanjing stepped out of the door.

"Ah, help—" A frightened and helpless heart-rending voice came from the reference room, and the people in the library looked up and got up to surround them.

The voice was so terrifying that the aunt, who was nearly fifty years old, immediately got up and gathered around.

"Help, help me.........

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