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ning prayers in Qianyáng Hall, but the biting cold wind seeped into the hall through every crack, causing the flames of the oil lamp to flicker.Qin Sang stretched, put down the goose feather pen, flic...轉碼失敗!請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀!imes it's a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, one person stands with a sword, their killing intent shaking the heavens.Or perhaps a mysterious sword light in the void, coming from nowhere and go...