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Ming Wan opened her eyes wide.

Wu Qiong maintained his smile as he gently lifted the scalpel and then heavily stabbed it into his thigh.

"Wan." His gaze suddenly turned gentle, and black vines wrapped around his arms. "I'm sorry …"

"Are you … Are you crazy? " A faint shadow of Little Wan emerged from the vengeful spirit doll, and she screamed out in a trembling voice