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Standing in front of the corpse of Master Yuhu, Emperor Cangwu recalled the past between himself and him, filled with emotion for a moment.

He slowly raised his hand, and an abyss appeared, swallowing the two halves of the corpse of the real Yuhu into the abyss, and then the abyss closed, and buried the real Yuhu.

— After all, they once had a deep friendship, which the broad-shouldered and gray-haired real Yuhu has forgotten, but Cangwu has not forgotten.

He hastened back to the mouth of the river Nai,

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