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... tench, a smell An Yiqing was very familiar with; it was the scent of corpses in the morgue. Her hair was a tangled mess, and her eyes, distorted by decayed flesh, hung on her face like two eerie bulbs. Even doctors and nurses accustomed to dealing with carcasses and viscera turned pale with disgust.
"Sect Leader, when we found her, she was digging up someone’s grave in a wild cemetery on the outskirts of Jinyin City, covered in flies. After bringing her back, she kept struggling, and the ...
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