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... fall, the white horse had already run dozens of feet away.
Shen Rulin lowered his body on the horseback and looked past Qing Xue’s smooth mane into the darkness in front of him. Apart from anxiety, there was also a hint of vigilance on his face.
Although Qing Xue’s speed was not as fast as him riding the Thunderball Sword, she was still fast. She had been running for nearly fifteen minutes, but there was still no sign of the passage coming to an end.
It still confused She ...
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