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Yishu Yuan was currently brewing emotions. The old man rowing thought he had finished reading and couldn't help but chime in.,The impact caused the water to churn continuously, with countless star points shooting out and dissipating. A trace of light flickered at Yi Shumen's fingertips, and he himself tumbled in the water, the image becoming increasingly blurred.,But before his eyes was a forest interspersed with lingering snow. The setting sun illuminated the river valley, like an uninhabited desolate mountain and ancient forest, making Yi Shuyuan's heart colder than ice water.。