"Hmm... The skull hurts...... "An Qing sat up with her head covered, opened her eyes, looked at the desolate scene around her, and recalled all kinds of things in her mind.

Is the porcelain doll gone? An Qing thought about the voice of the porcelain doll before she fell unconscious.

Forget it, no matter.

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