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... pain and crazily carried Yang Ge back and forth along the lake embankment, braving the wind and the rain. Sometimes it would rear up, trying to throw Yang Ge off its back, while its hooves, as large as sea bowls, landed in the mud, producing a muffled sound akin to a huge leather drum.
Yang Ge’s long legs were clamped tightly around the horse’s belly, riding it as if he had taken root on its back, letting it buck and run wild. Only when it had run a bit too far would he cunningly twist ...
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