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The wind, Chang Feng dispersed.
Blood, the blood had dried.
After a battle, Heaven and Earth were vast and tumultuous, the sword roars directed toward the Western winds, leaving behind only a ground littered with wounded and unclaimed skeletons.
Jiang Dali sat on the back of Demon Hawk, retracting his gaze from the Forbidden City.
One of his eyes was now covered by a makeshift eye patch of black cloth, while his other eye looked down with a chilly expre ...
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