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Chapter 1212-Under the Ancient Well
016]in the dark night, Zhou Ping, carrying a backpack, left the convenience store as usual and headed for home.as he walked, his naturally falling fingertips scratched nothingness as if he were delibe...her like.""like what"Shen Qingzhu meditated for a moment and uttered four words, "Green Forest Hero."the ninth table was stunned, and then he laughed. Slowly, his smile gradually disappeared."when I w...