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... he far western land, outside a certain nameless small town.
Lin Feng and Qing Xuan slowly stepped onto this great land, which was dyed red by the setting sun. At the edge of the small town, on a dilapidated wooden sign, there was vaguely a "kill" character that had been dyed red with blood. Under the erosion of the years, only this one word remained, revealing a bloody and cruel air.
The small town appeared exceptionally quiet. Even the sound of the wind was swallowed. In one’s e ...
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