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Qin Yanzhi: "Yes."

Jing Yue: "I haven't said yet ..."

Qin Yanzhi gave him a look, "It's like a dead place."

Jing Yue really thought so. It wasn't because the mountains were full of lifelessness, but it seemed like there was nothing, quiet, no remnants, no plants, no water, only a dark soil.

Once inside, it looks like it's covered in a hood, and there's a layer on the outside.

Liu Yun: "Those remnants seem to be scared here?"

Hung Hom: "I always f ...

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