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... plendor. The maiden is betrothed, suited for her household..."
The wind blew across the desolate weeds as Fang Zishang leaned back beside the corpse of a Bride Monster, murmuring softly.
The sky, shedding its dark color, grew increasingly bright. The full moon was gradually being devoured, soon to vanish.
Fang Zishang picked up the wine jug and took a sip.
He turned, looked at the decaying corpse he had sliced into pieces, and laughed:
"My lady, oh my lady ...
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