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... light cascades down, painting the sea of clouds with a layer of golden light.
Lu Chengfeng and Zhou Tong cross paths and stand still.
Zhou Tong glanced at his sleeve, which had been slashed, reality struck him for a moment, and then remembering the sword sheath like a wandering dragon, and the blade that sliced like a rainbow at the critical moment, he couldn’t help but praise.
"Good swordsmanship, good courage, good adaptation!"
"At the same age, I am not as good ...
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