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... after many years, even the taste of the wine had disappeared. The wine gourd had always been hanging on his body. If he was hungry, he would drink a mouthful of the air inside. Even the faint smell of alcohol was extremely precious.
It was loneliness.
An Zheng stood beside the old soldier and looked towards the southeast with him.
“Uncle, are you the only one left here?”
“After the fierce battle in Huogu Kowloon, I am the only one left here. The immortals of the ...
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