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... gether as people desperately clutched their heads and fled, cursing their parents for not giving them extra legs.
The scene was littered with corpses, rivers of blood flowing.
Qin Yi sat on a piece of bluestone, his expression unwavering.
How many waves has it been now? The seventh or eighth, he couldn't remember clearly.
They've been traveling for more than ten days now. Although they avoided the cities this time, these people were still able to track them like b ...
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