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The horse's front hooves were only two fists away from the edge of the cliff. Mu Ranfeng pulled the reins hard and brought the carriage back.

Large drops of sweat flowed down Mu Ranfeng's forehead. He leaned his back against the wooden board of the carriage and panted heavily.

Lu Zhaohe, who had slept for nearly two hours, opened his eyes at this moment

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