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Huo Chang stood in the Ancestral Temple, reeking of medicinal soup, his face extremely grave.
"Plague insects that can possess bodies."
"The whole tribe is silent, like walking corpses."
Hearing Huo Chang’s description made Shen Can’s scalp tingle.
Wasn’t the epidemic over?
The millet seedlings at the foot of the mountain had turned green.
A scene full of vitality, how is it not over yet?
"Where is the Fushan Tribe?"
Shen C ...
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