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... ox at the front of each team.
The night wind is rustling,
The villagers were blown away by the cold wind, and most of them shrank their necks and retracted their hands into their sleeves. Everyone's eyes are filled with anxiety.
"It's already nine thirty-seven in the evening."
"Mr. Su and Huang Daochang have been gone for half an hour, haven't they? There is no movement yet."
"Will..."
"Shut your stinky mouth!"
"The mud tire in ...
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