As a Majestic Ghost, How Can I Be Subservient?
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Looking at this face, Qiu Leling's mind seemed to have suffered a tremendous shock.
A chill rose from the soles of his feet and shot straight to the crown of his head.
The exhaustion from last night vanished in an instant, and cold sweat slowly trickled down his forehead.
The image of that killer wearing a gas mask and wielding a bloodstained Fire Axe began to surface in his mind...
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