a long time.

In the center of the hall, Wang Yanqing, who was sitting on the floor, stopped crying. She raised her hand to wipe the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes, and then slowly stood up.

"Wang Haoran."

Wang Yanqing stepped forward, walked to a brazier, looked at the wooden carved human head that was constantly being burned by the flames, but at the same time it was constantly regenerating and healing itself, with gloomy eyes.

"I remembered one thing, the Qilinzi project was not used to stimulate

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