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... wrist, without breaking the bone. "I/Damn, Mowing the lawn?"
Blood spurted out and flowed down the scarred wrist. No one noticed that the humble bracelet could still drink blood, and the gurgling blood was all absorbed by it.
Another cut!
At this moment, Bei Tinghuang's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and a substantive sharp light flashed through her eyes, and the knife was fixed in mid-air under her eyes, "Looking for death!"
Her wrist was being he ...
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