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... zheng were dressed in white clothes. , The young men and women with swords on their backs greeted them.

The three young men and women who walked into the attic hall were Ren Wuming, Liu Yunhe and Li Mengyao of the Guangcheng School.

Yang Xun, the prince of the county prince, was obviously more enthusiastic to the three Ren Wuming tribes than the white tiger tribe and the Xuanwu tribe Guiteng.

Yang Xun personally led Ren Wuming to the row of empty seats on the right. Ren Wumi ...

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