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and walked away from the chair.
he walked through the wide-eyed, frozen crowd until he reached the puter responsible for opening the live broadcast room. After closing the live broadcast software, he left the stadium with his daughter.
do not involve your daughter in the remaining issues. I believe professor high can handle it.
professor high was able to banish this guy once before, so now he can banish this guy again.
when the live broadcast hall was interrupted, everyone affected by the magical sound of the broadcast hall fainted almost simultaneously and fell to the ground from exhaustion. they were dreaming, and the magical sound melody they heard was still playing in their dreams, imitating it unconsciously. A tone followed by a soft hum...
xin Junmao was immersed in the conflict between the two musics and could not escape from it. I listened to the \"magic sound\" played by heimofen with my left ear, and listened to the unknown music of a \"musician\" from another dimension with my right ear.
two different melodies kept colliding deep in his heart, and xin Junmao felt like his brain was constantly expanding. At one moment he felt like he was the sound of nature, and at other moments he felt like the groaning of an evil ghost. those two sounds were pressing against his rational diaphragm like crazy. I want to enter his soul.
however, despite the fierce attack of these two powerful musical magic powers, I was surprised that
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