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he Jia'an had fallen into the second floor hallway and were probably lying in the ruins. Li Jian'an was lying under her body, groaning in pain, and her blood was like a blooming flower. A similar flow slowly flowed from the back of his head.
“Uncle, uncle, uncle!” mitsusaki Naomi came to her senses and patted he Jian’s face enthusiastically.
Li Jiaan sat up a little, but the world in front of him had changed. It was broken and inplete. the world he saw was inplete, like a blocked lens. half of it was visible, but some parts were inplete. he is half black and appears to have suffered brain damage from the fall earlier.
when Naomi saw hae Jang regain consciousness, she cried happily, saying, \"Uncle, please don't die. I don't want you to die.\"
\"die...I can't die now.\" Li Jian'an covered his head and forced himself to sit down. when he saw Naomi Saki walking behind him, he was shocked to see the other person's brutal injuries. Not only was there a lake of blood and flesh behind him, the difference was not that big, but the most important thing was that the scalp at the back of his head was broken, exposing blood and flesh. I could even see him being beaten alive and the blood wouldn't stop flowing.
Seeing this scene, Naomi misaki hurriedly moved her body up and down, looking for something to help clean or bandage the wound, but unexpectedly she felt a familiar lump that looked like a brick. I did.
when Naomi mitsaki took the trembling
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