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The autumn wind began to blow, filling the eyes with gold.
In the blink of an eye, another few days had passed. By then, Gu Qingcheng had already led the army to the northwest of the Guanji River's mouth. Standing on top of the hill, they could already faintly sense the mouth of the river several dozen miles away.
"Qingcheng, we've already been here for two days