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Shen Qing looked at the figure as tall and straight as a sword in a daze!
He carries a long sword on his back, is dressed in coarse linen clothes, and has a scarlet wine gourd tied around his waist.
Chen Yiming looked up at the sky, which was covered by a hand as huge as a mountain, pressing down heavily on them!
Chen Yiming spat out the dogtail grass in his mouth, turned around and smiled at Shen Qingpi: "Don't be afraid of the creek water, let's see how uncle beats him!"