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Chapter 1836: Human Purgatory

    

here."Li Chen lowered his head, his nose buried in Zhao Qinglan's silky hair. He felt the softness of her hair and a faint, pleasant fragrance.With the warmth and softness of her body in his arms, Li...gged commoners came from outside the city. There was a middle-aged couple, the woman holding a four or five-year-old child by the hand, and the man carrying a frail old woman on his back.This family,...