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Long ago, Mohist disciples built herons of wood and stone. Now Feng Jisheng rides the wind on a Wooden Chicken…

Long ago, Mohist disciples built herons of wood and stone. Now Feng Jisheng rides the wind on a Wooden Chicken. With every challenge met, wings unfold to take flight. Soon, even the Gasping Cliff shall be but a breeze away. The time to fly is now. Mount the chicken!

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Long ago, Mohist disciples built herons of wood and stone. Now Feng Jisheng rides the wind… | Where Winds Meet Database