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"Aunt Pei, Aunt Pei …"

Xuan sat on the ground with his arms tightly wrapped around Gu Peiwen who had passed away. He kept calling out to her in a low voice, as if that would wake her up.

Qimu stood at the side and watched silently. Her eyes flashed past her skinny figure and her wrist, which was covered in intertwining black threads that were as terrifying as spiderwebs