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ink into the darkness. They were silent, radiating a sense of death, or perhaps like the rulers of the night, lurking in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to burst forth from the darkness an...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！vements slowed down. Then his eyelids drooped slightly. He had played too much today, he was tired, and it was time for bed. Now that the familiar storytelling tone rose, he should be sleepy. Rong Lin...