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Leng Qiyue and the Xue Ling were hiding behind the big tree. The door of the cold palace was pushed open and a black figure walked in, carrying something on his shoulder. He went to the door and put it down. Then he stuffed another note in his pocket and left.

"He's gone." The Xue Ling pricked her ear to listen and then said.

Leng Qiyue had already guessed who this person was