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Donghuang Ziyou was wearing a purple-black dress.
In the dark, she looked like a graceful and noble purple rose.
She added a strange beauty to the austere and gloomy Imperial City.
Donghuang Ziyou walked slowly to the entrance of the palace.
!!Not far behind her, there were a few ancient dry wells.
Suddenly, sticky blood silently appeared.
Before long, seven to eight disheveled old men in tattered black clot ...
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