Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 987 The ever-decreasing meal

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On the fifth day, the situation was stable.

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The ghosts who poured into the ancient house on the fourth day were completely out of control on the fifth day. Without the suppression of the old man in the coffin, these ghosts could start killing people unscrupulously. As long as everyone stood in the ancient house, they would be attacked by the ghosts.

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Fortunately, I found a way to survive on the fifth day.

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The blood-stained rice seems to be able to counteract the attack of the Specter and let the people in the ancient house live.

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The situation has improved, the ghosts in the ancient house are disappearing, and they are no longer dangerous, leaving only a vague outline.

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Everyone was silent at the moment.

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The atmosphere was depressing.

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Because most people have walked back and forth on the edge of life and death, they are extremely lucky to be alive today, but this matter is not over yet, there are still two days left.

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Who knows what will happen in the remaining two days.

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Because of this, those who survived lacked confidence.

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Seven days is a torment for people, and people who are not strong enough even have the idea of ​​giving up at this time.

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However, Yang Jian was still so calm and indifferent.

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Despair and predicament were not enough to shake his mind, and he was still trying his best to survive.

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Yang Jian believes that as long as he survives this letter delivery mission, he will completely solve the ghost post office issue, and even get in touch with more issues from the Republic of China.

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As long as you follow this line, you will know the truth.

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"Even if there is danger today, it will be concentrated around 12 o'clock in the evening. It is the same as before. Take more rest during this time and adjust your state." Yang Jian sat aside, holding a handful of blood-stained rice in his hand. .

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As long as there is a ghost, the rice in the hand will be reduced by one grain.

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Therefore, if you are prepared, everyone can save their lives by holding a handful of rice.

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So now you should always pay attention to the amount of rice in your hand, because ghosts always eat rice silently, you can't find out. If you forget to increase the amount of rice because of a mistake, you will be killed by ghosts.

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"What are you resting for? There are only two days left, and you will have to get through it." Liu Qingqing said with a tense expression.

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Yang Jian said: "You can not sleep, but that doesn't mean other people don't need to rest either."

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"Tomorrow, the funeral is to leave the old house, so where do you plan to spend the seventh day of the Resurrection Day?" At this time, the eagle asked again.

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Yang Jian pointed here: "Of course I spent it in the old mansion, where can I go on the seventh day of the Resurrection Day? The old forest outside is even more dangerous. When you dug the forest before, you also saw the situation in the old forest. Burial It's all ghosts, it's just a forbidden place, it must be very dangerous to stay outside."

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"The seventh day in the ancient house is not safe." Eagle said; "There are also many ghosts."

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"Wrong, there must be very few ghosts in the ancient house on the seventh day, or even none." Yang Jian said, "My intuition tells me that these ghosts will leave the ancient house after tonight."

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"Why?" Liu Qingqing asked.

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Yang Jian said: "Do you still need to ask? We will leave the ancient house for the funeral tomorrow, and the coffin will leave the ancient house. There is nothing in this ancient house, it's just an empty shell. The ghost has no reason to stay here, and the ancient house It no longer has the ability to suppress spiritual recovery."

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After he finished speaking, he cast a glance at Zhou Deng: "How can you attract so many ghosts in this situation?"

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"Did you forget the seven-day experience, the loss of control of the Specter today came from yesterday's condolences, and yesterday's condolences came from the mourning the day before yesterday, the ghosts were attracted by the white lanterns... and the appearance of the white lanterns It's because of the death of the old man, and it's chain after chain."

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"Tomorrow, as long as we carry this coffin and leave, the ghosts will definitely disperse one after another. Of course, there will be ghosts who stay here occasionally, but there will never be many."

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Yang Jian's thinking is now getting clearer and clearer, and he even understands the arrangements for these seven days.

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So the further back he went, the more he trusted his own judgment.

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"You've decided, anyway, if something goes wrong, everyone will die together." Zhou Deng shrugged indifferently.

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He is not sloppy, but believes that Team Yang has the experience and ability, and he has no reason to cheat himself at this time. After all, if he does something wrong, everyone will be in danger, and no one can be spared.

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"It's a pity that Da Qiang's corpse was thrown out before, otherwise I could stitch together new hands and feet for you." Yang Jian glanced at Li Yang again at this moment, and said with some regret.

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Li Yang is now disabled because of the lack of replacement limbs.

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Before he came, he didn't take the crystal necklace on Huang Ziya's body, and even ghost eyes couldn't create limbs out of thin air without using the power of deceiving ghosts.

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"I'm not in the way for the time being, it's just inconvenient to move, but the supernatural power is still there, and I can still play a role at a critical time." Li Yang said: "When this matter is over, I can naturally recover after leaving here."

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Yang Jian nodded.

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Liu Qingqing suddenly said at this moment: "By the way, have you found it, the ghost seems to be eating the rice in our hands repeatedly, just now a thin, clean, white dead hand took a grain of rice in my hand, But just now that hand appeared again and took another grain of rice from my hand."

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"I noticed it too. I thought it was a coincidence before, but later I found out that it wasn't. The Specter who had been full before seemed... hungry again." Zhou Deng also said solemnly.

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Li Yang's expression froze: "This means that the time for one grain of rice to satisfy Li Gui has come, so I have to consume the second grain of rice. I was worried about this problem before, this rice is obviously a consumable spiritual item, Like ghost candles and dolls for death, it is time-sensitive."

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"Is the time limit expired now?" The eagle looked at the strangely reduced rice in his hand and thought deeply.

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Liu Qingqing said: "This situation is not special. I have been in touch with time-sensitive supernatural objects before, but now I am most worried about another thing."

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Li Yang, Zhou Deng, the eagle looked at her.

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Although Liu Qingqing didn't say it, everyone had already guessed it to some extent.

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"Three bowls of rice, is it enough to keep us all?" She still said such a cruel topic.

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There is no doubt that people who don't have enough rice will be attacked by ghosts.

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But there are five people here, including Yang Jian.

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Five people, three bowls of rice.

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It's still early, and the ghost is still consuming blood-stained rice. If this continues, a very terrifying situation may occur.

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That is, the sixth day did not come, but the meal was consumed.

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"I used to think that the blood-stained rice was to drive away the ghosts in the ancient house, but now it seems wrong." Yang Jian glanced at everyone calmly.

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Zhou Deng said: "Assuming that three bowls of rice are not enough for five people to last until the sixth day of the ancient house, then one or two people must stop using the rice. Consume all the rice ahead of time, so in the end, do you sacrifice two people to survive the others, or do you all hug and die together?"

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"This is a topic worth thinking about, Team Yang, what do you think?"

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He said such a cruel topic, but with a smile on his face, he didn't seem to care at all.

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In other words, it was the first day that something like this happened in the ancient house. The dozen or so ghost riders were afraid that they would fight each other immediately. Fortunately, it was the fifth day, and the number of deaths was almost the same. personal.

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"Eagle stop using rice first." Yang Jian said this in a cold tone.

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Liu Qingqing's expression changed.

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Eagle smiled bitterly and said, "I have no problem. I won't use the remaining rice after I use it up."

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He opened his palm, and there was still a small handful of rice left, but the amount was small, and it was slowly decreasing over time.

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The others saw this and said nothing.

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The eagle suffered from the curse of the music box, so he couldn't live very long, and he had already been eroded by the ghosts. It was only because of the ghost dice that he could survive, otherwise he would have been torn apart by the ghosts.

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Therefore, it is a waste to leave rice on him.

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However, the reason is the reason.

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But people are all selfish, and the eagle has done a lot of hard work, and it has played a key role many times. It is too cruel to give up on the fifth day.

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"You should try harder."

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Liu Qingqing hesitated for a while, but still said, "It may not be as they said, the rice will be consumed in advance, and there may be leftovers in the end."

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The eagle shook his head and said, "This is the most correct choice, and it is true that I will not live long. Besides, it is not up to you and me to make decisions here."

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He was really unwilling, but his reason told him that he should recognize the reality and accept it.

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Because as long as Yang Jian is there, everyone must obey his orders, otherwise he will definitely eliminate the uneasy factor without hesitation.

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Liu Qingqing looked at Yang Jian and seemed to have an opinion.

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"Don't look at me like this, without me, all the people in this room are dead, and the eagle will not live today, I just made the right choice at the right time, if you think I am wrong , then you can try to marry me and become the boss here, and then others will naturally listen to you."

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Yang Jian's tone was very blunt, and he didn't have any affection to talk about, which made people uncomfortable.

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"Can you live without the eagle? If not, what's the point?" Liu Qingqing asked.

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Yang Jian stared at her and said: "Enough people have died in these seven days, and I almost died here, you say it's meaningless? Everyone's sacrifice is valuable, that's why we're still alive. ."

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"If it's not enough for the eagle to stop using rice, then you should stop using it."

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"Why not Li Yang or Zhou Deng, one of them is disabled, and the other is not even a messenger. No matter what, you shouldn't be ranked behind me, or you are selfish and intentional." Liu Qingqing's face was cold, and the atmosphere suddenly changed. Get anxious.

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It seems as if a disagreement is about to really fight.

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Yang Jian's eyes calmly said; "It's very simple, I don't trust you, because you disappeared for several days, and you don't even remember yourself, and you have a lot of weirdness in you, believe it or not, even if it's my meal I won't give it to you, and you won't die here?"

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Liu Qingqing was targeted by a woman in the Republic of China.

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Her existence is very special, and Yang Jian also has reasons to believe that the woman in the Republic of China left something behind Liu Qingqing, or a curse.

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Therefore, Liu Qingqing is a person who is specially cared for. Maybe Yang Jian himself died here, and Liu Qingqing can survive alone.

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"I..." Liu Qingqing wanted to say something, but couldn't find a reason to justify it.

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Because she knew her situation, she did experience occasional loss of control and amnesia. During that time, she felt like she was dead, even more terrifying than sleepwalking. For example, the latest time she didn't know why she suddenly appeared. In this ancient house, but also changed a pair of high heels.

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There was also a scent that was not there before.

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I don't like that scent very much, it belongs to another woman.

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"Li Yang will be behind you." Yang Jian said very calmly.

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Li Yang was slightly surprised, and then he nodded, indicating that he understood.

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Very simple.

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Zhou Deng's role is bigger than him. Although Zhou Deng's supernatural power has not yet been revealed, it must be a very special existence who can be nominated as the captain by the headquarters.

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"Are you even giving up your teammates? That's selfish enough." Liu Qingqing mocked.

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Yang Jian said coldly; "As long as I am alive, I have the hope of reversing everything. With you, can I do it?"

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Liu Qingqing frowned, somewhat unable to understand the meaning of his words.

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"The dispute is over. Whether you agree or not, the plan is arranged like this. I am the executor, you just need to abide by my rules. Of course, I also allow you to refuse." Yang Jian said.

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"Let's do it this way, it's nothing, if something goes wrong, we can't die together, someone has to survive." Li Yang didn't have any dissatisfaction.

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If only one person could survive here, then he would definitely choose Yang Jian.

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With Yang Jian, Dachang City will not collapse.

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As long as he is alive, his family and friends will be safe and sound.

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Moreover, the ghost rider will die one day sooner or later, and Li Yang has long accepted his result, and there is nothing unwilling or sad.

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The ghost of the ancient house is indeed as Liu Qingqing said, the ghost who ate the rice first is now hungry again.

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Yang Jian also saw the Specter who repeatedly took away the rice.

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It was an icy arm sticking to his body, as if it had grown up with him, and at the same time, a strange dead head appeared beside his shoulder.

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This Specter followed Yang Jian's arm, took another blood-stained rice from his hand, and then gradually disappeared, disappearing...

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Yang Jian looked at the time.

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The time is now six o'clock in the afternoon.

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There are still six hours until the next day.

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This means that the ghost can only take two grains of rice at most, and the remaining time is not enough for the same ghost to carry out the third round of fetching.

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Yang Jian looked at the rice in the big blue-and-white porcelain bowl and estimated the amount.

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It seems to be able to last until after twelve o'clock in the evening.

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But this is the amount in his hands. Zhou Deng's bowl is the least, and it seems that it is not enough. Liu Qingqing's should be enough, because Eagle is not using it anymore.

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"No matter how good the calculation is, it's useless. The key is to see if there will be any abnormality in the hour after eleven o'clock." Yang Jian secretly said in his heart.

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Ghosts don't follow your time according to everything you calculated. As long as any abnormality occurs, the balance will be broken, and then it will be completely out of control.

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There is only a fine line between living safely and being destroyed in an instant.

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Time continues to be wasted.

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The eagle is not dead, the black dice in front of him are turning wildly, and his dice game continues.

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The curse of the music box has not yet come, he is still alive.

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Even if there is no rice to disperse the ghost eagle around him, he can still rely on this special method to survive in the ancient house.

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Perhaps it was because he was very confident in the curse of the music box, so Eagle was willing to give up the rice on his own initiative.

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It's ten o'clock in the evening.

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The rice in the hands of everyone is getting less and less.

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Although a ghost only took one grain of rice, it couldn't stand the danger in this ancient house, and after six o'clock in the afternoon, the ghost was eating the second round of rice, so after six o'clock, the speed of rice consumption in everyone's hands increased rapidly. , almost twice as much as before, and the double consumption plus the time consumption, which led to the bottom of the rice in Zhou Deng's bowl.

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Three bowls of rice have different portions.

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Yang Jian had the most weight in his hands, but he and Li Yang consumed it together, so he was bottoming out.

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Liu Qingqing didn't have much rice in her hands.

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Several people seem to be in a similar situation.

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Maybe it can last until twelve o'clock, maybe not...

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But everyone understands that if you kill one person and divide the rest of the rice, then you will be sure to survive twelve o'clock.

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Liu Qingqing looked at Yang Jian frequently, especially his eyes often swirled around the cracked spear.

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That supernatural object is very dangerous.

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Liu Qingqing knew that if Yang Jian wanted to make a move, he would be nailed to the ground in an instant, and he would have no ability to resist.

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(End of this chapter)

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