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She wrinkled her nose. The air was thick with the stench of blood.,Footsteps grew closer, Ye Hian's beautiful eyes scanned the surroundings with sharpness, she grabbed a hairpin that lay forgotten beside her.,Meanwhile, clover had quietly wound itself around Ye Hibiscus's black hair behind her back. The four leaves swayed constantly, hinting at excitement.。