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"Clang——!"
Beside Zhao Lingfei, the bamboo horse mourned over the loss of its equestrian friend.
The sound of the sword's wail spread from one to ten, from ten to a hundred.
Centered around the autumn-eyed woman and the bamboo horse, within a radius of dozens of miles, whether it was a sword brought here by the Purple Energy and the bamboo horse's main divine skills from Taiching Prefecture, or the swords on the waist of Crescent Moon women and the Great Li's Imperial Army on and off the mountain.
With or without owners, all the swords wavered and sang mournfully, as if on the brink of collapse.
Yes, where is her husband?
A mournful inquiry thundered in everyone's hearts present.
