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Thunderbolt Wolf: 3

Under the setting sun, the scenery looked like a painting. The distant sky was dyed red by the red clouds, like a red silk canvas in a large dyeing vat.

The evening wind blew, and a ray of the setting sun, which had been torn to pieces by the dense forest, caused the shadows of the people in the Violet Bamboo Forest to lengthen slightly.

At this moment, Yang Jun, Luo Feng