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... with golden scales.
Above the high heavens, the ancient dragon stood silently opposed to the Charming Snow Fox Spirit, as a wind came from the end of the sea of clouds, rising from the depths of the snow plains, scraping between gray scales, making a sound like iron horses crossing a frozen river, stirring hair, fluttering like willow smoke.
The Dragon Lord looked at the Fox Lord, his turquoise pupils flashing with nostalgia, regret, hatred, and many other complex emotions, whic ...
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