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347 Evil Spirit Host Zhao Ling

At noon, the scorching sun shines through the white clouds in the sky. A group of five white geese fly among the majestic and beautiful mountains. A breeze blows on the western cliffs. An owl stretches its head out to look around and makes a cooing sound.

Three bodies were hanging on the protruding rocks on the edge of the cliff. A group of vultures were gnawing at their bodies. A disheveled man was sitting cross-legged beside them, with tattered white armor fluttering in the ...

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