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Chapter 62. Lord Song
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... rain, the white mist over the hills came and went, thickening and thinning, lingering between the mountains and rivers, much like lost and restless wandering souls.
Song Yan held a deep black umbrella, looking down at the tombstones before him.
Each stone was inscribed with the names of the disciples who died in battle during the attack on the Puppet Sect.
Back then, when the four elders suddenly returned, the battle was forced to end. Even with the truce, the Nanwu Swor ...
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