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... wind struck, not the kind that chills the skin, but one that pierces to the bone like needles, instilling a terrifying sense of being surrounded by something.
"Tap tap, tap tap tap, tap tap tap tap~~~"
Footsteps; Zhu Minglang could hear them clearly, despite no one being around, yet the footsteps sounded so distinct, as if they were behind him, and yet also as if they were in front.
Suddenly, someone heavily patted Zhu Minglang on the shoulder.
Zhu Minglang, with ...
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