Eagle Sorrow Cliff, twenty miles to the southwest, in a dense forest covered by tall trees of fifteen or six storeys.

Coughing and cooing sounds from far to near.

Hundreds of black sheep with tall and strong antlers came slowly.

Shang Huan rode a black sheep backwards, worried: "This business can't be done."

The six Wushan brothers and sisters who were also sitting on the back of the black sheep all turned their heads, making Shang Huan's whole body tense.

Shang Huan tried his best not to look at other people, only to Lu Lu bitterly: "Brother

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