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... looked at his subordinates leaning against the doorway stone wall.
They were covered in snow, turned into snowmen.
The men that Ouyang Qingming brought with him brushed the snow off them, revealing their heads.
Their faces were purplish, and after a night, their bodies were all stiff.
The man took a few steps back and told Ouyang Qingming in horror, "Young Master, they, they’re all dead..."
The cold wind carrying snowflakes drilled into Ouyang Qingming’s n ...
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