Chapter 427 Sword to Gu Huang
Funeral for the True Dragon
The cold hissing of the ghosts and shadows echoed in the wind, and the faceless figures held jade wattles and touched their foreheads as if they were saying some kind of prayer, and on that face, shocking whiskers grew, like the whiskers of a dragon.
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