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... ur weapons!” The rapid winds changed direction and snow flew adrift. Chu Qiao abruptly raised her lean, small face and cried sharply, “Otherwise I will kill him!”
“Drop your weapons!” Wei Shuye hollered in response, frowning.
There was a shriek. An arrow accurately buried itself into the head of Wei Shuye’s war horse, entering from its left eye and coming out of its right. Blood and brain matter splattered as the horse uttered a painful, shrill cry. Wei Shuye stumbled off of ...
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