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... mountain like this?"
Atop Bixiao Peak, Luo Yong took a swig of wine, watching from afar as the Frost Soul Knight advanced, observing the palanquin ascending the mountain.
He suddenly felt a bit of sorrow. Among the one hundred and eight peaks and thousands of disciples, they could only stand on the mountain watching the outside enemy.
"How ridiculous, how cowardly, how pathetic!"
He picked up the wine gourd he had only recently acquired, muttering indistinctly, "D ...
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