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... r scornfully looking at the thing that was huddled up on the ground. It was badly mutilated and could be recognized as a human being. They picked up their teacups and slowly took a sip of tea.
One of them walked forward and brushed aside the matted hair on the face of that person. She said with affectation, "Sister Ying, wake up, Sister Ying!"
Having been awakened by the pain on her face, Ning Ziying raised her dirty face covered with mud, where a few deep blood stains coul ...
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