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... falling snowflakes fluttering in the air. As the wind blew across the snow-covered treetops. it made a rustling sound.

The animal skin that Ruan Qiuqiu was using as the torch part was almost completely burned away. Only the firewood underneath was still tenaciously burning.

The remaining flame on the firewood was very small and only gave the weary them flickering glimmers of light.

Ruan Qiuqiu once again felt lucky that the firewood in Mr. Gray Wolf’s cave was special. Despite ...

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