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From the hem of his sleeves, an inky garment that shimmered faintly with silver light, a chain trailed. Jiang Qiyun stood before the gate of hell, eyes lowered as he stared at me.,Zhang Fatzi was somewhat taken aback, looking at me in disbelief.,Liu Feifei softened against my back, her head suddenly moving slightly, turning her face towards me.。