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... psed Buddhist temple, and hurriedly dragged out some of the bodhisattvas who had been pressed down below.
In the panic-stricken crowd, no one paid attention to the black spindle that had already rolled to the corner of the wall.
Two blood-stained sharp cones stretched out, picking up the uninterested spindle like chopsticks.
Li Huowang, who frowned slightly, looked at the things Zhuge Yuan had given him before.
The spindle was made of a sallow old bone with a large na ...
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