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... r mountaineering assessment was covered with thick white snow, and there was no one there.
The cold wind is howling, rolling up thousands of piles of snow, the empty mountain is lonely, and you can vaguely see a few dots of mud prints left by Feihong's stepping on the snow.
Ning Que stopped before the slope, turned around and looked at the short-haired monk who was ten steps behind, and said seriously, "I have no enmity with senior brother Guan Hai, right?"
Guan Hai be ...
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