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... was only a flash of light, and a Northern Desert cavalryman was stabbed in the throat, and a swipe of snowflakes flew out. He fell off the horse without even shouting.
The hair band on the head had already fallen off, her long hair was messy and scattered, and many strands of hair stuck to her face. Because of the stickiness of the blood, no matter how strong the winter wind on the snowfield, it could not blow it off. There was no emotion in Gu Qingci's eyes, he just focused on the Beim ...
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