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... mental state: "Are you running a fever or something?"
Pei Mu reached out and touched her forehead, confirming, "No fever, she's actually quite cold."
Weisheng Huailing tilted his head, also puzzled.
Qiao Chuchu bit her lower lip, utterly confused.
[It felt so real. The killer first poured sulfuric acid on me, then hacked me to pieces with a cleaver. Even when the blade dulled, he didn’t stop. I was literally chopped to death.]
[But I didn’t lose any life ...
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