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... is almost nothing left. Even pottery has become dark, and the burnt taste is light and undisturbed. drift.

The witch's body had already been transported to other places for resettlement, and there was hardly any useful clue left here. Wu Jinlian watched Feng Xiao go round and round in the house, and her heart's anxiety grew round by round.

"What do you see?" She couldn't help asking.

Feng Xiao squatted on the ground for a long time, then stood up and patted the dust on her h ...

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