Struggling to hold back the top floor, I’m just in front of you. I’m fed up with this kind of killing, heartache and sadness. Yang Ye screamed and ran a few steps straight to the top of the building.

When I took the last step, Yang Ye felt that her heart was going to break. The top floor is different from the building that Yang Ye remembers as belonging to himself. The spacious hall is surrounded by stone walls on three sides, and there is a door on the…

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