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Qin Xiaoyue forced herself to endure the pain radiating from all her joints and laughed until she cried: "Nesting Witch God, you're using my head to sacrifice the villagers of Gu Zhuang, which means you're planning to sacrifice Qin Xiaoruo, aren't you!?"
"No way!"
Yuan Bao, who had been listening outside the secret room, pushed open the stone door and walked in: "Nesting Witch God, you clearly said you wouldn't let anything happen to my sister-in-law, so why are you using Qin Xiaoyue's head to sacrifice the villagers of Gu Zhuang?!"
Yuan Bao glared angrily at the Nesting Witch God. He wanted Qin Xiaoyue dead more than the Nesting Witch God did, but if Qin Xiaoyue's death meant taking his sister-in-law down with her, he hoped Qin Xiaoyue could live a long life!"
