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... l creation was silent.
An Ruosong was scared out of his wits, Yue Mei’s pretty face turned pale, and even Monk Nan Jiu was slightly shaken.
"Lord Zitang, run, we need to escape!" An Ruosong’s legs were weak as he looked in terror at the vast Sword River.
But all that awaited An Ruosong was a long sigh.
"What a pity."
Suddenly, he saw his wide sleeve flutter, and from it flew out a Pagoda.
The Pagoda was small and exquisite, seemingly crafted from L ...
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