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... dered self-defeating.
But in the sword pavilion, in the eyes of sword watchers, it really doesn't matter.
With so many swords, who cares about one or two less?
Huang Laoliu hid a good sword. Yesterday, Han Muye saw him wipe it quietly.
Looking at the broken sword on the case, Han Muye gently stretched out his hand and fixed it.
A faint sword qi protruded from his palm, pouring into the broken sword.
The broken sword vibrated slightly, and at the fracture ...
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