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... ere?" A thought struck Yuan Ming, and he couldn’t help but speculate.
The feeling seemed to come from the depths of his soul, unlike the sensation of merging with the original host’s memory.
About half an hour later.
The caravan arrived at an open area in the south of the city, where the City God Temple stood.
On the square outside the temple, a large crowd had already gathered. However, due to the temple doors being closed, everyone was holding incense sticks, wa ...
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