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He Qiong was weeping with all his might, but Su Wanwan had already seen the tears welling up in his eyes. He Qiong could only lower his head and whisper softly, "Mommy will come to pick Wanwan home soon, Wanwan just be a good girl and wait for a little while, okay",Like a divine roar, echoing through the mortal realm.,The white fleece was already stained red, filled with an eerie sense of horror.。