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... i Meng>'s wound began to rot before his own eyes.
Gradually, pus began to ooze from the wound that was still attached to the flesh, frightening <Mr. Si Meng> so much that his entire body was drenched in cold sweat. Combined with the strange itchiness all over his body, he now only wanted to bash his head to death.
<Mo Jiuye> let out another cold laugh, holding up the porcelain bottle in his hand, pretending to pour it onto <Mr. Si Meng>'s other wounds.
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