The white feathers of death had spread over his head again, and Rong Tian couldn't help but smile sadly.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a strange whistle.
Even though more than ten years have passed, Rong Tian still feels strange every time he recalls this thrilling battle. Among the noisy rain, roars, and horse hooves, he actually heard the whistle clearly, and it went straight into his mind.
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