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... ow fog curled around the base of the snake skeleton, casting it in a yet more mysterious air. Shadows moved in the fog, indistinct and faint. Some flitted over the snakes bones. Others darted in and out of the valleys.
A soft, gentle woman stepped out of the fog. She glanced around, then knocked on the lowest bone on the snake skeleton. With one last glance around, she hissed, Xie Hao!
The bone cave opened abruptly. Xie Hao staggered out, head lowered.
Xie Hao? Fa Chuyou ...
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