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... was the season of Li Chun.
The accumulated snow in Hongshan Village gradually melted away, and the occasional sporadic snowflakes mixed with rain could no longer accumulate.
Despite this, the warm spring had not yet arrived, and the weather was still annoyingly cold.
"Snap!"
In the bamboo forest, Shen Qing joined his hands together, pointing his arms forward like a whip.
With a crisp sound, Shen Qing's two fingers actually pierced directly into the emerald ...
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