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Gazing at the bloody head of her son, the woman let out a mournful wail. Her bloodshot eyes glaring, she shakily picked up a sturdy wooden stool from the ground and charged at Zhang Que’er.
Swish!
A flash of silver.
The wooden stool was cut into two, instantly turning into countless splinters.
And a red line appeared on the woman’s neck, beginning as fine as a thread but quickly expanding, becoming clearly visible.
Crimson blood gushed out ...
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