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Ouyang Rong checked the knots one last time, licked his chapped lips, and with a "whoosh," bounced up onto the lotus platform.,And a white silk cloth wrapped around her forehead in a circle, like a headband, covered a rather sizable wound. It still throbbed with pain at times.,And he was very familiar with his own face. Although the underground palace was pitch black and there was no mirror to be found, he roughly touched it after a while and found that it was eight out of ten correct, unless he had been reborn as Hu Ge or Han Geng.。