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This, this may be the last time he sees the sunset in his life. The setting sun, the setting sun was like a mother's hands, gently touching his cheek, making him drowsy, but just as he closed his eyes, he saw countless swords, lights, swords and shadows washing Luojia Village with blood. More than 180 lives were lost in the whole village, including the old, the weak, women and children, all died tragically in that bloody scene. He didn't dare to look any further and closed his eyes desperately, but the bloody storm still swirled in his mind...
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