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called up all her old friends, but besides Man Tung, no one could help her. Even those who wanted to help were powerless against Fang Liu Cheng's destruction.Her heart ached, yet she always wore a sm...Mo Yao. Mo Yao couldn't laugh or cry. He looked like a yuqiu unhappy child, yuqiu unhappy and childlike didn't seem to ever connect. Now Mo Yao felt this way, which momentarily relaxed his vigilance....