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"Huff... ha... huh?!" Ji Xiaoxiang let out a gasp, "...I'm alive again?"
Li Qingming's face was even more fiercely contorted.
Again?!
"You're burning bridges." Li Qingming, infuriated, took off his nasal plug and scolded with a ventriloquist tone, "You can't hold on, you'll be down in 10 seconds, then hit the door; I don't have the strength to deal with you, we've lost!"
Ye Qian, as if he hadn't heard, returned a devastatingly handsome glance.
Then, crouching low, he shot out with a thrust, heading towards the entrance on the conveyor belt at breakneck speed.
However, due to oxygen deprivation and fatigue, his stride was somewhat ragged, and from behind, he looked like an apocalyptic lunatic, his target being Hell's entrance.
"Ah..." Ji Xiaoxiang was stunned, quickly covering his mask, "I understand..."
"..." Even Li Qingming raised his eyebrows in silence, calmly calculating the time.
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