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The top was filled with thorns. They would definitely be pierced.

"The thicket of thorns is not firewood?" Ji Mei shouted, "Are you going to pick it up or not!"

She stepped forward and forcefully pushed forward a few times. The young girl staggered, and with her last strike, she was pushed to the ground. Behind her was the thicket of thorns.

Ah!

The young girl cried out miserably. Immediately