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... e brushed her ash from his waist like sweeping dandruff off silk, then incinerated what was left, clumps of hair, a half-finger, part of a nipple.
By the time Zhou Ping and Long Yushen came crashing through the trees at the sound of a woman's scream, their faces were pale and their spiritual senses were screaming.
They found nothing.
No blood.
No corpse.
No Su Xiaobai.
Just silence.
And a faint scent of perfume mixed with scorched meat.
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