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Succession ceremony
The night was as cold as water.
The moonlight covered the land with a layer of white gauze.
In a courtyard that Zhou Tong had specially arranged for him, Lin Hao sat cross-legged in his room. The Sword Qi was quickly circulating its energy in his body and tempering its flesh and bon
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