Zhou Zhijing's heartbeat slowly calmed down under the rapid speed.

She looked at the sky outside the window, and suddenly couldn't distinguish the color, and the check in her palm seemed to give birth to countless edges and corners, which poked deeply into the palm of her hand, giving birth to a subtle pain, which relieved the scab wound that had been itching.

Zhou Zhijing couldn't find the right adjectives to describe their current situation.

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"The Crowd" Chapter 195 What color is the sky is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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