The teaching assistants worked diligently to make up lessons for Bai Yu according to Xiao Yan's request.
The entire space seems to have no boundaries, pure black and lightless, and is surrounded by the sound of the movement of the Noble Phantasm. There are no dead ends at 720 degrees, and time seems to have frozen.
Bai Yu could scream and scold at the beginning, but then he was trained too hard and the scolding turned into crying. In the end, he could no longer scream, only a little breath was left, and he burst into tears.
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1. [The First Cauldron in the Three Realms] No. 26, See the column for short stories in the same series.
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