When He Xuan twisted off Shi Wudu's head, Shi Qingxuan was completely covered. He couldn't believe it. For a moment, it was like he was in a dream. When the warm red blood exploded in front of his eyes, splashing on his face, neck, and body, he came back to his senses - he was in hell. "Ahhhhhhhhh-" Shi Qingxuan screamed, fearful and helpless like a flood. He couldn't breathe and could only scream. He Xuan had been watching coldly from the side. When Shi Qingxuan's voice became hoarse and his mouth was open and he could no longer make a sound, he put the human head in front of Shi Qingxuan and said lightly: "Do you have anything to say?" Shi Qingxuan said directly. Gou Gou stared at the head and said nonchalantly: "... I want to die." He Xuan smiled sarcastically and threw Shi Wudu's head into Shi Qingxuan's arms: "You think better." After that, he took out the handkerchief and wiped his hands carefully, then turned and left. The head was thrown into Shi Qingxuan's arms and rolled to the ground. Shi Qingxuan shrank and wanted to reach out to pick it up, but was afraid. In the end, he tremblingly held his brother's head tightly in his arms. He should cry, but he seemed unable to shed tears.
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