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... day and seemed relatively deserted.
The sun was setting in the west, and the birds were all hidden. No one knew where they were going.
The golden osmanthus trees lining the path stood tall in the light snow. The golden colour was wrapped in a layer of white gauze. The fragrance came from afar, bringing with it a hint of coldness.
A black figure covered his head and face on a distant forest mountain. He let out a long “ah” in the cold wind for a few breaths.
“Swoos ...
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