The lion bone sickle is in the west of a foreign land, on a high mountain.

Du Yuce's deer landed on the edge of the cliff, his eyes pierced through the wind and snow, looking at the towering lion bone scythe far away.

"That's it." Du Yu's muffled voice came from behind his high collar.

Fenghenju took two steps forward, Yang Qingqing looked at the apprentice beside him, and confirmed: "Is it the lion bone sickle?"

"If the weather is good, you can see it too." Du Yu pointed to the distance with one hand, "Daddy

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