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There is a saying that great love knows no bounds; Shen He agrees with this view very much. In the dim street corner, the tentacle monster made of minced meat roared continuously; In the dark abandoned house, dolls made up of the souls of those who died in vain whispered in his ears; In the deserted valley, the blood-red demon with blood-red eyes chanted his name; "Okay, okay, stop acting coquettishly and get in line. I will arrange your schedule."