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All that happened was his face slowly turned purple, and he became increasingly hazy, though he remained suspended in mid-air, still swinging the little demon on the swing. His eyelids grew heavier and heavier.,By now, this isn't about people coming to save themselves; it's just people gathering to watch. This is definitely the sin of indifference to death.,It was that very spring, he devoted himself to a common scholar from Changlin Village.。