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... e rock point had yet to sink.
The night grew darker, and the wind that blew over seemed to be filled with killing intent.
A battle between cultivators made the surrounding commoners hide in their houses. They did not dare to light the lamps or speak loudly, afraid that they would disturb the battle and be implicated.
At the entrance of Qingbo Street, An Le stood on the spot and looked up. He equipped the Green Mountain and Ink Pool Sword at his waist and was bathed in the ...
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