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... gers and bathed them in blood.
The blood of the primordial ancestor’s bloodline flowed into the rose petals.
The flowers were dyed an even more enchanting red, bewitching, as though they were alive.
His expression was calm, without any indication of pain, but his movements slowed.
It was as though there was a force preventing him from moving.
Bai Weiwei grabbed his arm. “What are you doing? Your fingers are bleeding.”
He could hear her concern.
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