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... nd gray-clothed. Their expressions were either sluggish, confused, or intoxicated as they stood, lay on their backs, or lay down on their front, repeating simple and profound rhythmic movements according to the rhythm of the great path.
"Hu hu..."
The wind rustled.
Carrying the unconscious Bazhun'an on his back, Haitang'er leapt from the depths of the mountain to the outer area of the Eighth Palace.
At this junction, without the support of the Nati ...
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