All the Disciples I Raised Have Turned Black

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It's early spring. In the garden, the green poplars are blowing in the wind and the breeze is blowing. It's really a beautiful place. Of course, you have to ignore your mood at this time. Jiang Heng stood in the middle of the courtyard with an expressionless face. In fact, he felt very calm and had only countless question marks. Who am I and where am I?

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