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... ng moon was hung in the middle of the clouds.
A scream of screams came from the house, and the sound was horrified and infiltrated, like the ghost from the pot under the hell!
Listening to people's hearts, a numb!
The fifteen-year-old woman, her hands and feet are all grilled by chains, and her ragged body is full of bright red welt marks.
The two slaves seized the woman's skinny arm, and there were more than ten long, long needles in the fingertips of the almost ten- ...
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