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As night fell, Geng Wuxiu, wearing a thick cloak and warming his hands in a hand warmer, paced back and forth in the snowfield at the entrance of the barracks.
He occasionally looked towards the camp gate.
Worried, Changsui approached and said, "Master, the wind outside is strong, you should go inside the tent and warm yourself by the fire."
Cangxue Pass was so cold that you could see your breath as you spoke, and the wind stung your face.
Geng Wuxiu si ...
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