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... Park.
Above the river, a thin mist hovers in the air, while the grass near the bank is covered in a layer of white frost.
Fang Cheng is propping himself up on his hands and feet, his waist arching like a bridge.
At the moment his hips are raised to their highest point, he maintains the posture for a few seconds.
Suddenly, he feels an unusual sensation in his back.
The erector spinae muscles running along his spine tremble as if they really have turned into ...
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