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... figure swiftly retreating backwards.
Xu Zimei, however, did not give chase; she merely stood there calmly, watching.
Ancestor Jiuxiao's figure was tossed aside, and the crowd looked up.
They saw a figure as if stepping out from Chaos, each step shattering mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, accompanied by an Azure Ox, walking out slowly.
This figure was a young man.
He wore a straw hat, holding a wooden flute in his hand.
A smile on his li ...
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