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There were some leftover chicken bones scattered under the tree. Looking at the pile of chicken bones, Ning Que remained silent for a long time.


The big black horse seemed anxious. It snorted uneasily and looked back at the wooden hut.


Ning Que suddenly turned around and led it back to the hut. He pushed the door open and entered. The room was still pitch black, without a trace of light. It was also empty, not a single occupant to be seen. Ning Que let go of the reins and ...

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