Woodson's eyes widened as he burst into the bathroom and vomited. Wu Sen hurriedly walked in, only to see Wen Shiyu vomit the little blood he had just drunk in, all around was full of dazzling red, and the man holding the washstand raised his face, there was blood at the corner of his lips, his face was bewitching, and the paint...

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