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... g Mountain, atop the cliff.
Looking around, there was endless misty clouds, ethereal like a fairyland.
Lou Xiangzhen, with his hands behind his back, looked at the disarray in front of him and remained silent.
“Is this the piece your junior disciple left behind?”
At that moment, a leisurely voice came from afar.
A Taoist slowly walked over.
If An Jing had been there, he would have recognized that the person in front of him was none other than the L ...
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