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Zhao Ji climbs in a daze in the high mountain where she can't see the edge of the peak. At this time, Zhao Ji finds the surrounding scene. In the mountain where she can't see the top, it is full of thick and thin fog, just like standing alone in the boundless South gate

I don't know how long ago, as a mist and a mist dissipated, the towering peak gradually appeared clearly in front of Zhao Ji's father and daughter, and Zhao Ji's father and daughter just climbed to a small platform in the mountain, panting for the tiny oxygen in the mountain

this is the commanding point...