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... He had naturally recognized that kite as belonging to Xiao Zhang.
Wasn't that kite dashed to pieces on the walls of Xuelao City several days ago?
In the past, a person had been tied to that kite, but today, it was a painting.
This painting was massive, ten-some zhang in both length and width. It swayed in the wind like a wave of wheat, but the scenes on the canvas remained strikingly clear and unaffected.
Upon seeing this painting, Divine General Fei Dian, who had just be ...
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