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The memories in his mind were still fresh, but Jun Mo Li had found some familiar memories among the fragments, but he could not recall them.

A woman in red stood at the edge of the cliff, surrounded by an army of thousands. Behind her was the cliff face.

Jun Mo Li frowned, why was his back so familiar?

"Exalted Saint Fushe, please hand over the Cliff Grass."

The commanding tone of the leader