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It was pitch black.

Mo Xue carried Jiang Huo on her back. In this forest where the darkness never entered, she slowly and cautiously walked forward.

The cool night wind blew with a desolate sound, causing all kinds of rustling sounds in the forest. Mo Xue had already put on the clothes for Jiang Huo, leaving behind only a thin layer of clothes for herself.

With the river fire on her back