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... ncient city of the past, already had all of their murals eroded away. All that remained was a monotonous yellow, basically screaming out age.
A few withered poplars twisted and extended their yellow trunks. Their withered branches reached towards the blue, transparent sky, like hands desperately trying to escape from the sea of sand, only to be swallowed by the sand in the end.
Li Qingshan stood on the top of the sand dune with Xiao An, taking all of this in. “This must be the Mi ...
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