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... etic with the veil of mist and rain over it.
The ringing of the ancient bell outside Changan was like a magnificent ink wash painting on rice paper.
The night deepened.
The autumn rain fell silently.
A flight sword attached with a letter sliced across the quiet night sky, ripping through the veils of mist and entering the rainy city.
In one of the courtyards of the Jiang Manor…
Zhao Wuji’s eyes burned brightly in the night. He reached o ...
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