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... an Wubing suddenly plunged into the deep abyss, the feeling of weightlessness jolting him awake.
Rain, wind, night, the icy moonlight, and the dreadful sound of crying.
"Wuwuwuwu... Lord Envoy, hold on... we’re almost there..."
Fan Wubing tried to open his eyes, but it was as if his soul hadn’t reconnected with his body, and he couldn’t open them.
At a certain moment, he felt the person carrying him come to a stop.
A dry, hoarse voice sounded. Someone said ...
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