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In the canyon jungle, streams and waterfalls crisscross, trees tower without end in sight, vines intertwine in strangulation, and the midday sun breaks through tree gaps, scattering on the water and moss.
The sound of footsteps scared away a herd of deer drinking by the stream, and a dozen green-skinned monkeys swung on tree vines to escape.
"Still running?"
Jiang Yuebai, dressed in the Witch Clan’s blue dress, with her black hair flying, chased closely behind, her ...
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