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... > Instructor Doom stood up, his gaze sweeping across the canyon below.
The mist enshrouded the area, like the surface of a lake in early spring or late autumn.
It happened to be early in the morning, and the morning fog mixed with the fog of the mountain stream, as if a young girl's soft hand gently caressed his face, making people feel relaxed and happy.
It also put him in an excellent state.
Suddenly, Doom heard a long and faint cry. It sounded like a cry betwee ...
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