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was angered to the point that his face turned green. He glared fiercely at Lin Wushuang, but Lin Wushuang ignored him with a smile on his face.

This kid was definitely not an ordinary mount. What kind of mount was this?

Zhao Shaoxue carefully stared at Long Xiaotian's red horse. He felt that it looked very familiar, but he could not remember where he had seen it before