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Wuyou was suspicious, but she forcefully stopped him.

It was already half an hour past midnight when Lonely Frost had returned to his residence. As dawn approached, Luo Wuyou lightly frowned as she looked at the headless corpse that Mo Han had brought back.

"This is Lang Qing's body?" Glancing at his ash-gray face and facial features, his body and head had been cleaned up