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... n; if it died, all the sacrifices would be in vain!
Thinking of so many pigeons that had become bloody corpses, cruelly killed by the Quanrong Clan, with messages falling to the ground, Bai Ruozhu felt her heart wrenching.
Finally, the messenger pigeon didn’t fly far before it plummeted down.
"Let’s go find that pigeon," Jiang Yichun said softly. The pigeon fell not far from them, and it was away from the direction of the Fire-Thunder Formation.
"Okay." Bai Ruozhu ...
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