At night.

The lights of the piano city are brilliant, the voices of the people are boiling, and the sound of the piano is ethereal.

However, at the end of the year, many piano players in the piano city found that the originally turbulent East China Sea had completely calmed down sometime.

It's like a pool of stagnant water.

At this time, many piano players came out of the sound and looked at the East China Sea under the moonlight in amazement.

Under the moonlight.

The sea is as calm as a mirror.

This made many piano players in the piano city stunned, could it be that something happened in the East China Sea?

"Why is the East China Sea quiet again?"

At this moment, the person who has a qin can't help but say, and suddenly remembered the scene when he was canonized in Qincheng and obtained the position of Qin Jun. It seems that at that time, the entire East China Sea was as calm as a mirror, which was shocking......

"Could it be that you have been canonized and obtained the throne of the king of the qin?"

Some people were surprised.

"This, it shouldn't be possible, it's only been a few years?"

The player shook his head after thinking about it, and the East China Sea in front of him seemed to be not only calm as a mirror, but also gave people a feeling of death.

It seems that Tokai is dead.

And.

It's not one or two violinists who have such a ridiculous feeling.

At this moment, almost all the piano players who saw the East China Sea had such a ridiculous feeling that the East China Sea was dead.

It's a ridiculous feeling.

How could Tokai die?

At this time, the qin players in the qin city frowned, looking at the calm Donghai with some blankness, could it be that Donghai is really dead?

Gradually, more and more people poured out.

"Could it be that Donghai is really dead?" the one who had the qin couldn't help but break the silence and said, "It looks like a pool of stagnant water, without the slightest vitality, without the slightest vitality, this feeling is very weird, and it is not absurd......"

"Tokai is indeed dead. ”

On the piano platform in Qincheng, a qin gentleman looked at the East China Sea for a long time, and said with a faint sadness in his heart. He did see that Donghai was dead, and he was completely dead, and his death made him feel a little heartbroken.

At this moment, the piano players in the piano city are a little heartbroken.

Although Qincheng often fights with the East China Sea Clan, it is a mortal enemy, and he longs for the East Sea Clan to be wiped out. However, the East China Sea is the East China Sea, and the Aquarium is the Aquarium, and the two cannot be confused. Although it is said that the qin players in Qincheng all hope that all the water tribes in the East China Sea will die, there is no hope that the East China Sea will die.

So at this moment, when they saw that Donghai was dead, their hearts ached.

"Why did Tokai die?"

Some violinists asked heartbrokenly, but no one could answer.

"The East China Sea is just a sea, how can it die? Could it be that the East China Sea before has always been a life?" and the piano player said with incomprehension in his heart, why did he die when he was just a sea?

This question can't even be answered by the Qin Jun and the Qin King of Qin City.

In fact.

Before Tokai died, no one cared about it.

Because whether you care or not, the East China Sea is there, and the East China Sea is like that, and it will not change. However, they suddenly found out that they were wrong, and it turned out that Donghai could still die......

Woohoo –

One by one, figures swept out of Qincheng and strode towards the East China Sea.

It was Qin Jun, Qin Wang and others in Qincheng who wanted to find out why Donghai died.

When they plundered, many of the coastal vassal states, many great Confucians and great sages plundered the East China Sea.

The death of Donghai immediately set off a huge wave in Zhou Tianxia, causing an incomparably violent sensation. However, more people were stunned, showing a look of disbelief on their faces, the East China Sea is just a sea, how can they die?

And how did you die?

So when countless people heard it, they all scoffed and didn't believe it at all.

However, those great Confucians and great sages believe it.

Because Yun Mengze has long since died.

It's just that the news hasn't spread yet.

Moreover, there are still many sages who speculate that Yun Mengze's death is likely to be related to canonization.

It seems that it was because of the canonization that the word "dream" was borrowed, which caused Yun Mengze to die and become a ghostly and foggy place of death.

At night.

One by one, it is like a figure that runs through the heavens and the earth and flies to the East China Sea.

When they saw the East China Sea, they saw that the East China Sea was dead, completely dead, like a pool of stagnant water.

At this moment, the heartstrings trembled suddenly, and there was a faint pain.

"Where is the East China Sea Clan?" a great sage hung over the East China Sea and asked anxiously, "How did the East China Sea die? Who has such a terrifying power to kill the East China Sea?" What happened to this?"

But no Aquarium showed up to respond.

The East China Sea is dead, and the soul of the water tribe is also lost, and at this moment, he is like a mourner, and his eyes are empty.

They couldn't understand why the dragon soul wanted to go with the Terran Void Saint? Didn't the dragon soul know that if the East China Sea left the dragon soul, he would die?

Why did the dragon soul abandon them?

In fact.

Many of the great sages of the coastal vassal states vaguely guessed that the death of the East China Sea was related to the pale cyan dragon soul that had struggled out of the East China Sea before.

Maybe it's because of the departure of the pale cyan dragon soul.

The East China Sea will die.

Now.

The Qincheng Qin King, Qin Jun and Da Ru, who had arrived before, looked at the direction where the pale cyan dragon soul had left.

The canonization really took away the Dragon Soul of the East China Sea.

In other words, it was the dragon soul who voluntarily left with the canonization, after all, the canonization didn't say anything when he left.

What is this dragon soul?

Is it the Soul of the East China Sea?

At night.

Feng Qingyan walked towards the north step by step, and the pale cyan dragon soul followed closely.

After a few moments, it was completely gone.

In the East China Sea, the water tribe is crying, as if the heart is dead.

Alas-

The king sighed, not knowing what to say.

The canonization took away the soul of the Dragon of the East China Sea, which is equivalent to taking away the soul of the East China Sea, and the East China Sea without the soul will die.

Not long after, a series of figures flew by, it was Daxian who came to inquire about the news, looking at the Qin King of Qincheng, he immediately flew down to ask what happened.

The king of the qin probably said something.

"Did the canonization take away the dragon soul of the East China Sea?, so the East China Sea died?" Daxian was stunned, it seemed that not long ago, he did faintly hear a dragon groan, "Why did the canonization take away the dragon soul? Don't you know that if you take the dragon soul, if you take the dragon soul, the East China Sea will die?"

The King of Naqin shook his head and did not speak, perhaps he had his own reasons for being canonized.

"Alas, the East China Sea is dead, and I'm afraid it will become a terrifying Dead Sea. ”

Some sages sighed and said, it's not good to accuse anything, after all, it's a canonization. If there is no necessary reason for canonization, I should not take the soul of the East China Sea......

He believed in being canonized as a man.

However, not everyone is inclined to canonization and understands canonization.

At this time, some sages accused loudly, after all, the East China Sea and the East China Sea tribe are two different things, and no one in the world should want to see the East China Sea die.

Although it is said that the East China Sea is dead, it has the greatest impact on the East China Sea Clan, and it also allows Zhou Tianxia to no longer have to worry about the threat of the East China Sea Clan. However, the death of Donghai had a great impact on the entire Zhou Dynasty, especially the coastal vassal states.

"Can the canonization know that Donghai is dead, how much impact will it have on my Zhou Tianxia?"

There are great sages who scolded loudly, and there was a faint hint of crusade.

"Please also canonize and return the Dragon Soul of the East China Sea quickly, if the East China Sea dies from now on, it will also be a disaster for me to Zhou Tianxia, is it so cruel to be canonized?"

"Sanctification, thousands of water tribes in the East China Sea are also life!"

"The life of the water tribe is also life!"

"There is no high or low in life!"

And when some selfish sages and Wen Gong were accusing, Feng Qingyan was striding towards the misty ice field, followed by the Dragon Soul of the East China Sea.

The Dragon Soul of the East China Sea is huge, pale cyan in color, and contains a majestic breath of life.

At dawn.

Feng Qingyan finally returned to the Misty Ice Field.

However, he did not immediately return to the distorted black line space, but looked at the East China Sea Dragon Soul with some sadness.

The Dragon Soul of the East China Sea was also looking at him and nodded at him.

It seems to signal that there is no need to be sad.

At this moment, the Dragon Soul of the East China Sea looked back at the East China Sea, and after a few breaths, it flew into the air and let out a long roar.

The dragon's chant resounded through the sky.

When the dragon groaned, he saw the dragon soul flying and circling, and for a moment the heavens and the earth were pale cyan.

Feng Qingyan looked up for a long time, and then saluted the Dragon Soul of the East China Sea.

When the pale cyan color dissipates.

The dragon soul of the East China Sea is no longer seen between heaven and earth, only a dark cyan coiling dragon inkstone remains, and the sound of a dragon's chant faintly comes out of it.

The coiling dragon inkstone is not more than a foot long, and it is made of the dragon soul of the East China Sea.

At this time, the coiling dragon inkstone slowly fell, suspended in front of Feng Qingyan, and he reached out to take it and walked towards the depths of the ice field.

There was silence all the way......

A moment later.

He returned to the distorted black line space again.

At this time, he didn't say anything, saluted the twisted black lines around him, and put the coiling dragon inkstone.

The twisted black lines around them were silent for a moment, and they were thrown into the coiling dragon inkstone one by one, turning into a small drop of soul ink.

But in a moment, the Panlong inkstone was filled with soul ink.

And at the end of the earth, on the rough mysterious black line, the tombstones that have existed for an unknown number of years have suddenly weathered.

Reduced to flying ash and fell.

The other tombstones did not have a mournful roar, only exuded a faint sadness.

"Enough. ”

When the Panlong inkstone was filled, Feng Qingyan opened his voice.

However, there were still twisted black lines thrown at the Panlong inkstone, turning into drops of soul ink without the slightest hesitation.

At this time, Feng Qingyan looked up and found that the twisted black line was missing by one-third.

He put away the Panlong inkstone and walked out, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to the misty ice field, glanced back and stepped away.

"Bury me in the north of the earth, guard my hometown, my hometown is not visible, never forget. ”

"The sky is vast, the wilderness is vast, and under the earth, the country is in mourning—"

......

At this time.

He went to the east mountain.

Before he came to Dongshan, the news of Tokai's death spread all over the world, causing a great shock.

Countless people were shocked by the death of the East China Sea.

I was a little confused.

In Bocheng or in the academy.

Many literati and students were surprised that the canonization that did not want to disappear actually went to the East China Sea and took away the Dragon Soul of the East China Sea.

Didn't you say that you dreamed back to the primeval world?

In the apse of the academy, An Xiu and Donglou Hao were very surprised, and they didn't expect that Feng Qingyan had gone to the East China Sea.

They were all a little puzzled, why did Feng Qingyan take away the Dragon Soul of the East China Sea?

Is it okay not to take it?

In the past few hours, An Xiu has received a lot of letters from great Confucians and great sages, all of whom ask why the canonization wants to take away the Dragon Soul of the East China Sea? If the Dragon Soul of the East China Sea is taken away, it will have no impact on the East China Sea, and everyone will naturally not care.

But Donghai is dead, and it really has a big impact on the world.

Even in Confucianism, there are many great Confucians and sages who believe that the canonization should not take away the dragon soul of the East China Sea, and hope that the canonization should return the dragon soul of the East China Sea as soon as possible, so as not to really die completely in the East China Sea.

In addition to the letters of the great sages of Confucianism and Confucianism, there were also letters from other sects and vassal states, especially from the coastal vassal states, and even Qincheng came to write letters.

"Teacher, why did you say that Qingyan wanted to take away the Dragon Soul of the East China Sea?"

An Xiu frowned.

He couldn't figure it out, what was the use of the East China Sea Dragon Soul to Feng Qingyan?

Since it's useless, what's the point of taking it away?

He is a literary minister, and he has received so many letters from great sages and great Confucians, and the pressure is still very great. If they can't find a canonization, they can only find a canonized teacher......

Donglou shook his head.

An Xiu thought about it and smiled bitterly, not only did he not reply to the Great Confucian and the Great Confucian, but he also did not send a letter to Feng Qingyan.

Except for Anxiu.

Sect Leader Wangchen also received a large number of letters, all about Feng Qingyan and about the Dragon Soul of the East China Sea.

However, he simply ignored it, put the letter aside, and went about his business.

"Sect Master, don't ask about canonization, why do you want to take away the dragon soul?"

The righteous lord was a little surprised.

"What's the point of asking? What is unreasonable, will the canonization do? Since he has done it, there must be his reason. ”

The sect leader said lightly.

"This ......"

The righteous Lord does not know what to say.

"What if you ask, what if you don't ask? If the canonization wants to take away the East China Sea Dragon Soul, who in this world can stop it? If you ask, the canonization will return the East China Sea Dragon Soul? If you don't return it, you still want to grab it? Can you grab it?"

The sect leader sighed and shook his head.

The righteous lord fell silent.

Who would dare to rob it?

The two shark crocodile families are a lesson in the past.

In a few breaths, one person killed all the demon kings and demon princes of the shark and crocodile clan. This is definitely not something that Daxian can do, nor can the four major sect masters join forces to do it......

Quite a few denominations shuddered.

So.

Many denominations are ready to move on from the fame of canonization.

After all, it is not an exaggeration to call the current canonization the first in the world, and its demeanor has almost overshadowed the four major sect masters, and no one in the world can match it......

Perhaps only the white-clothed gentleman who has not been in the world for a long time can compete.

But the white-clothed gentleman is not in the world.

......

When the sunset was gone, and the sky was not dark, Feng Qingyan finally came to Dongshan.

At this moment, he stood on the top of the East Mountain, looking at the East China Sea, and vaguely felt the dead air of the East China Sea, which seemed to be filled with wisps of dead air......

After a while, he withdrew his gaze and looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back.

He was waiting for dark.

Wait for dawn.

When he appeared on Dongshan, he naturally couldn't hide it from Dongjun, and he didn't plan to hide it from Dongjun.

And Dongjun was somewhat surprised, and he didn't expect the canonization to appear in Dongshan.

How many people in the world are looking for canonization?

East China Sea Dragon Soul, what is this?

Dongjun was curious and thinking, could it really be the soul left by the ancient true dragon?

What is it for?

Of course, he didn't think about taking the East China Sea Dragon Soul from Feng Qingyan, and he might not be able to beat the canonization.

After all, the record of canonization in the East China Sea is really a bit too terrifying.

Killing all the demon kings and demon marquis of the shark and crocodile clan in a few breaths, is this something that mortals can do?

The combat power is too terrifying.

As time passed, it was late at night in the blink of an eye.

Dongjun saw that Feng Qingyan had not moved on the East Mountain for a long time, and he had no intention of leaving, so he was even more puzzled in his heart.

What is this to do?

He didn't think that the canonization was an attempt to hide in Dongshan for the time being.

Do I need to hide from canonization?

Although there is something wrong with the voice of the world now, it seems that someone is secretly pushing the flames and wants to pull the canonization down from the sky.

But can it be pulled down?

Since it's not hiding, why did you come to Dongshan?

As Dong Jun was thinking, his body suddenly stiffened, and he thought of Yun Mengze......

Yun Mengze was canonized and borrowed the word "dream", so Yun Mengze was left with only Yun Ze, which is equivalent to death. And Donghai was canonized yesterday and took away the dragon soul of the East China Sea, so Donghai died. Today's canonization came to my Dongshan, is it because the canonization wants to borrow something from my Dongjun?

Dongjun suddenly became nervous.

Isn't it, am I going to be canonized?

Although he didn't know what could be borrowed from Dongshan, before the canonization was not borrowed, Yun Zhongjun and the Donghai Clan didn't know that Yun Mengze and Donghai had something to borrow......

He has already gone to Yunmengze.

At this moment, Dongjun became more and more uneasy in his heart, and he had an ominous premonition, always feeling that something was going to happen to Dongshan.

Phew-

He suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain.

"I don't know what happened to me when I was canonized?"

Dongjun was so nervous in his heart that he didn't want to, but said with a faint smile on his face.

Feng Qingyan came back to his senses and saluted Dongjun: "I've seen Dongjun, and there's nothing wrong, I just want to enter the secret realm again." ”

"Just entering the secret realm?"

Dongjun breathed a sigh of relief in surprise, but he was still not at ease.

Feng Qingyan nodded.

"Nothing else but entering the secret realm?"

Dongjun couldn't help but ask.

"No more. ”

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised, and felt that Dongjun was a little weird.

"What don't you need to borrow or take?"

Dongjun asked.

"No, Dongjun, what do you mean?"

Feng Qingyan was a little puzzled.

"Oh, nothing, just asking. ”

Dongjun said with a smile.

But I still can't rest assured.

Little by little, the night passed little by little, and the sky was almost dawning.

Soon after.

The sun rises slowly from the sky.

The warm sunlight shone on Dongshan and fell on Feng Qingyan, but the sky and the earth were dusk and dawned, as if they were cut by yin and yang.

At this moment, he said lightly: "Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut the dawn." ”

After speaking.

He looked at the yin and yang lines that cut through the dawn of heaven and earth.

Then step out.

When he stepped on the yin-yang line, the time under his feet passed at a speed.

At this time, you can see the sun rising in the south of the mountain, and the stars flashing in the north of the mountain.

It was pitch black.

At this moment, the time under his feet seemed to turn into a faint water, bubbling at his feet, and thousands of years had passed in the blink of an eye.

The sky was full of wind and clouds, and a strong wind was blowing on the top of the mountain.

But Feng Qingyan's clothes did not move.

It's like being still.

At this moment, Dongjun saw it again, and his heart was still a little shocked, but he also breathed a sigh of relief, and said lightly: "Yang two heavens, life and death are one line!"

At this time, what caught Feng Qingyan's eyes was no longer Dongshan, nor was it the two heavens of yin and yang, but a chaotic and mysterious place.

A gray patch, without heaven or earth.

Sometimes it's pure and bright.

Sometimes it's cloudy and dark.

He stepped in and went straight to the deepest part of the secret realm.

At this moment, he saw the strange darkness again, filled with a black substance that was difficult to explain.

It's somewhere between the visible and the invisible, it's weird and weird......

Feng Qingyan stared for a while, and then he used the magic power of "breaking the void and seeing the subtleties", and his gaze gradually penetrated the black substance, and he saw thirteen reincarnation dead cities......

The reincarnation of the dead city is black all over, and it is shrouded in a strong death aura.

Death obscures the sky.

It's cold and terrifying.

At this moment, his eyes fell on the city gate, and he saw two large black characters written on them.

It is the word "reincarnation" that exudes the power of seducing the soul and reminding the soul.

"Emperor, did you build these thirteen reincarnation dead cities?"

Feng Qingyan asked softly.

Naturally, no one responded to him.

He didn't immediately draw the Bridge of Connection, but continued to take a closer look at the Reincarnation Dead City, which was built on the basis of a black pottery flower pot, which looked a bit like a black pottery flower pot......

This illustrates.

The Emperor once owned a black pottery flower pot.

But why did the black pottery pot fall into his hands?

The black pottery flower pot contains the power of reincarnation, and the emperor built it according to the black pottery flower pot, does he want to use the power of reincarnation to resurrect the twelve emperors against the sky?

"Yin and Yang Reincarnation Regeneration City ......"

Feng Qingyan muttered softly.

This is the full name of the reincarnation of the dead city.

A moment later.

He closed his eyes and said lightly: "The way of life and death, the extreme of life is death, and the extreme of death is for life." The way of yin and yang, the pole of yin is yang, and the pole of yang is yin ......"

Reverse yin and yang, and come back to life!

A clear stone arch bridge came to mind, exuding a silky mystical aura, which seemed to be the power of reincarnation......

Soon after.

Feng Qingyan opened his eyes and took out the Panlong inkstone and the Shenlai pen from the scroll.

At this time, the faint sound of the dragon's chant came from the Panlong Yan, which made his mind quickly calm down.

Under the sound of the dragon's chant of the coiling dragon inkstone.

He has nothing outside his mind.

At this moment, he picked up the magic pen that exuded a dreamlike atmosphere, slowly landed in the Panlong inkstone, and then began to draw with a wave of the pen.

Draw it with one stroke.

A stroke appeared in the secret realm of heaven and earth, which seemed to exude the breath of the emperor of heaven and earth.

This made Feng Qingyan's mind shake slightly, but under the faint sound of the dragon's groan, his mind quickly calmed down, not affected by the soul ink.

Gradually.

In the secret realm, the outline of the bridge of connection appeared, exuding a mysterious aura like silk.

And the mysterious aura touched the secret realm heaven and earth, causing the secret realm to shake slightly.

As the bridge of connection gradually appeared, a thick black mist began to fill, churning like ink.

And in the secret realm, the sound of the dragon's chant gradually increased.

It always stabilized Feng Qingyan's mind, so as not to be affected by the soul ink, which would lead to the failure of the painting of the bridge of introduction.

About an hour later, or maybe a day later.

Feng Qingyan didn't know how long he had been painting, but he was very tired and tired, as if he had exhausted his mental strength. He finally finished drawing the bridge of the introduction, which looked like it was only a few feet, but it gave the impression that it crossed time and space.

There is a strange horror in the majestic majesty, as if it is ten thousand feet long.

But.

The texture of the bridge has not yet been drawn.

When Feng Qingyan was about to drag his tired body and mind to paint, he saw that the soul ink in the Panlong inkstone had run out.

He was stunned with his divine pen, and his soul ink was not enough......

However, the Bridge of Connection has not yet been completely completed, and now it can only be said that it is only half completed, and it still needs a lot of soul ink......

"Molai. ”

Feng Qingyan shouted.

At this moment, on the misty ice field tens of thousands of miles away, a black mist suddenly rolled up, as if something had torn the heavens and the earth, exuding an incomparably terrifying aura.

Then twisted black lines flew out.

When the twisted black line appeared, the heavens and the earth quickly darkened, as if they had turned into night.

But in a blink of an eye.

Twisted black lines appeared in Dongshan, and then disappeared.

Dongjun on the East Mountain, when the twisted black line appeared, his soul was suddenly shocked, and he trembled a little, which made him shocked.

What was it just now?

He vaguely saw twisted black lines, but he didn't know what they were. However, when he saw the distorted black line appear, the heavens and the earth turned around......

But in the blink of an eye.

The twisted black line appeared from the misty ice field in Dongshan, and then threw it into the coiling dragon inkstone, turning into drops of black soul ink. On the rough black line at the end of the earth, another tombstone quickly weathered and fell into ashes......

Feng Qingyan saw that Panlong Yan had ink, so he continued to draw with a divine brush.

In the secret space, the breath of the bridge of connection, the breath of soul ink, the breath of the coiling dragon inkstone, and the breath of the divine pen gradually blended and turned into a very complex breath.

Even Feng Qingyan couldn't tell.

Hour by hour, day by day.

Feng Qingyan finally drew the bridge of connection completely, and it looked like the real thing, exuding a faint aura of reincarnation.

But there's still something missing.

And at this time.

There were only two drops of soul ink left in Panlong Yan, he took the Shenlai pen and dipped it in soul ink, walked to the bridge of the bridge of the introduction, and wrote the four soul words of "the bridge of the introduction".

When he finished writing.

The magic pen in his hand shattered with a click, turning into dust and falling.

Feng Qingyan silently looked at the broken Shenlai pen in his hand, he had known it for a long time, he had known it for a long time......

Because of the fantastic power of the divine pen, it is all integrated into the bridge of connection. Fortunately, the Panlong inkstone did not break, but it lost all its luster and died at some point.

No more dragons were heard.

He sighed.

And at this time.

Even after Feng Qingyan finished writing the four soul words of "The Bridge of Connection", the Bridge of Guidance was completely completed, like the finishing touch, bursting out of the reincarnation breath that shook the heavens and the earth, spanning the eternal time and space, and suddenly stepped towards the reincarnation dead city at the end of the endless darkness.

Boom Boom –

At this moment, the secret realm is in turmoil.

The strange black substance seemed to be blocking the bridge of connection.

However, there is an incomparably strong dreamlike aura on the Bridge of Connection, like layers of colorful bubbles, protecting the Bridge from the corrosion of black substances......

At this time, Feng Qingyan also understood why he must need a divine pen.

It turns out that the dreamy breath of the magic pen can resist the corrosion of black substance, and can shelter the bridge of connection through the strong black substance.

At this moment, the bridge of connection penetrated little by little, approaching the reincarnation of the dead city.

Although the bridge of connection shook from time to time, it did not collapse and withstood the shock of the black substance.

And.

As the bridge of connection penetrates the black substance little by little.

After Feng Qingyan suddenly felt the black substance, it seemed to be filled with a tyrannical and incomparably fierce aura, even though he felt that he was separated from the black substance by time and space, but he felt the tyranny and horror of the strong aura.

It seems that everything can be destroyed.

What kind of breath is this?

At this moment, Feng Qingyan's heart was a little shaken.

And, in that fierce tyrannical aura, you can feel the strange real aura.

He was a little worried that the Bridge of Connection would not be able to penetrate the black substance, and that it would cross the eternal time and space and be cast into the reincarnation of the dead city.

......

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