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Before joining the Demon-suppression Bureau, Hong Lei had dreamt of wandering the world with his sword, dressed in white, leading a horse by the reins.
But looking at it now, not entering Qingfeng Mountain but instead joining the even more dangerous Demon-suppression Bureau might not be such a bad thing after all.
About fifty or sixty Qingfeng Disciples were being escorted up the mountain by several colonels.
It was supposed to be a return to their sect, yet their faces were growing increasingly pale.
Shen Yi and Hong Lei followed at the rear.
"What is the Sword Pool?"
Hearing this, Hong Lei looked over with some surprise, "Aren't you from Qingzhou?"
"I'm from Baiyun County," Shen Yi did not hide the fact.
"No wonder, it's a small place." Hong Lei nodded subconsciously, then suddenly realized something was amiss. Was he talking about the same Baiyun County he knew? That godforsaken place he thought could harbor a force capable of producing such a character?
