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... entered the forest, where a cool, moldy and rotting smell hit them, much like a white mist of miasma.
Song Yan Ning slightly furrowed her brows, she smelled a whiff of Death Energy within the miasma. This place was far more dangerous than she had imagined. No wonder Zhao Dahai had that expression when he spoke of this area.
Qin Yushen’s Divine Sense swept around, and upon seeing numerous human bones on the ground, he couldn’t help but frown.
"Let’s go check over there," ...
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