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Looking at Shangguan Yi who was lying in front of him, on the verge of death, breathing weakly, Hua Mujin felt extremely miserable.

The Shangguan Yi who usually bickered with her, the Shangguan Yi who was hundred times more spirited, had already disappeared.

On Shangguan Yi's body, other than the smell of blood, she also smelled the smell of herbs