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... > On the sixth day, the door creaked open.
The rain outside was still pouring down. Someone had put away the wet oil-paper umbrella, and was walking into the hall with his rain-soaked clothes.
"Shizun."
The person was dressed in a funeral white robe with a headband. His peach blossom eyes were filled with emotion, but there was a tinge of green in them. This was the first time since the battle at Heaven-Piercing Tower that Shi Mei went to the Wushan Palace to look for him ...
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