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Chapter 295 The Long Poem of the Underworld King

Horned deer tread on snow, white cranes hang in the wind.

  The cold frost of midwinter overflowed from the cave of Xuanmei Mountain, falling like goose feathers and spreading like a snow net. On the drawbridge connecting the mountain gate cave to the remaining peaks, snowflakes flew and swirled as sword blades, resembling birds hovering between the thousands of refuges.

  The old man on the horned deer was robed like snow, with a bunch of plums embroidered on his right lapel.

  The old man on the white crane was robed in deep green, with a reed of reeds embroidered on his lapel.

  They stepped out of the snow, the deer stepped over the snow, the crane passed line wind and snow, heaven and earth a white, everything is silent, all the sound seems to be absorbed completely.

  They raised their heads at the same time, their refined and intimidating pupils looking towards the Dao couple that dared to destroy the Immortal Killing Building, their killing inte

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