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Lu looked at the little guy who ran away in strange way, then looked around.,But at this moment, the depths of his ink-black eyes held a bone-chilling coldness. He stared coldly at Lu.,Who knew, before he could even speak, Xie Yunjin suddenly turned his head, his brows and eyes cold and icy, like a shard of ice in the depth of winter: "Get out."。