What Xiao Xiaobai didn't know was that he had just locked the door and left. In the room where he lived, like a surge of black mist, the figure of a thin and cold evil ghost quietly appeared beside the desk, and his cold eyes fell on the desk. On the black inkstone above, there was a vague surge of excitement, and the black mist all over his body began to fluctuate violently....
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