Ghost Dao Cultivation
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The sunset is like blood, and the jackdaws cry. Yin Wuyu kept waving his whip to hit the carriage horse. The speeding carriage kept running on the dark and deserted road as if it was rushing out of hell. The branches of the dead trees on both sides of the road were like mourning sticks in the hands of evil spirits, constantly hitting the carriage and making a dull sound. Suddenly, a laughter that seemed to come from Jiuyou awakened this dull world.
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