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Tuoba Yan and I looked at each other, patted Xiao Bei on the shoulder and left with him.

Unexpectedly, before Xiao Bei could come out, the soldiers of the ancient gods had already arrived.

That day was the Spring Equinox season, and the pear blossoms bloomed just right. Tree after tree of white flowers fluttered in the wind, some of them landing on the ground, some rolling around in the air