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... Ling Yun as if projected, showing a figure with blood oozing from its seven orifices.
Desiccated and withered.
It was Ling Yun’s mother.
Despite being reduced to such a ghastly state, Ling Yun recognized her at once.
"Run! Yun’er! Your father is already dead, there’s no time, don’t look back! Hurry and run! Find a chance to escape!"
Her mother’s image pleaded within, her voice mournful as if a cuckoo bleeding from the heart.
"Mother, what’s happeni ...
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