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Chapter 313 – The Key of the Black Coffin
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... ould fly. They blocked out the rays of light, causing the world to go dark.
On the high platform of the mausoleum, the green leaves of the wutong tree cast their mottled shadow over their figures like the night had come early.
The night had always signified death and the end, but it also often signified safety and peace. Under the cover of the night, people dared to do things they normally did not do, dared to feel emotions they normally did not feel, dared to talk about mat ...
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