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... ream. There was a heavy smell of death in the river, and even Xiao Hei could clearly feel the deep and boundless coldness and dead silence.
The countless wandering dirty water and revenants floating on the surface of the river, constantly struggling in it but unable to escape the control of the Huangquan River, are like falling into a muddy swamp, forever falling into endless suffering and inescapable fate.
On it, there is a broken wooden bridge.
The piers are engraved with eer ...
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