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... long the straight highway. Du Yu gazed at the endless grassland on either side, his heart filled with a faint sense of foreboding.
Beautiful—undeniably beautiful.
But it was kind of too beautiful, like this road was leading straight to heaven.
Alright, when you look at the world with a sense of impending doom, everything seems to be saying goodbye to you.
"Langu Mountain." Du Yu spoke softly. Beneath the faraway blue sky, mountain ranges twisted and turned like dr ...
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