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... s if they were going to some celebration.
Fang Xi was walking among the bamboo forests, waving her right hand casually.
The Qinghe sword flew out, cutting off a section of bamboo.
He knocked on the bamboo tube, listened to the thick echo inside, and nodded with satisfaction: "The Lingmi is ripe."
The next moment, Fang Xi directly lit a flame on the ground and roasted the bamboo tube.
As time goes by, a fragrance mixed with rice and bamboo slowly sprea ...
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