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... e bitter winter.
In the midst of winter, he strove to turn the tide.
Jiang Yuanhua’s increasingly elusive Yin Spirit floated in the sky, his ears filled with the howls of demons. Indeed, it was winter, but the bone-piercing snowstorms violently assailed the demons.
Shen Yi did not go alone to stop the horde of demons outside Qingzhou.
He merely stood in the sky.
In front of that tall silhouette, whether the demons came in or left, whether they were inside ...
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