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... in the bottle swayed, soaking the cork.
He pulled the cork, frowned, and sniffed.
Unexplainable taste.
But it feels like blood, but bloodier than blood.
Yu Xian Zhisheng flushed the liquid down the toilet, threw the bottle and the sling into the trash can, and began to take a shower.
After taking a shower, drying his body, going downstairs to eat something casually, and returning to his room, he sat at the table and took out the pen and manuscript paper.
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