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Ouyang Rong scanned the three people with their peculiar attire again, no matter how he looked at them, he felt that they didn't look like those taking the postgraduate entrance examination. But he still couldn't help but mutter: "Aren't you going out",At this moment, the withered monk clasped his hands together and showed a look of fear:,Right at the edge of the cave, he not only heard the roar of the flood and the howl of the wind, but also faintly...the wails of many people.。

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