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... and bright in color.
The bird feathers fell, and the golden brilliance flashed before his eyes.
Su Mingan stretched out his hand to pick up the flying bird feathers.
The tail feathers dyed with light fell on his hand, and the delicate white fluff scratched the palm of his hand.
In front of him, the road led beyond the iron fence, and the forest was green and green.
"Brother, no enemy was detected nearby."
A familiar voice came from behin ...
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