author:bite fire
state:in the series
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In this chilly spring, the wind on the river is as sharp as a knife. The mountains disappear in ten thousand hues, like withered graves.,Quanzi's eyes were quick and his hands even faster. He grabbed Chenpi's belt just in time, preventing him from bumping into the female corpse and taking a bite out of her face.,This beast stood right on the corpse's chest, completely still, staring straight at the two living people beside the coffin.。