author:<Black-hearted Ma
state:in the series
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The smell of hay and beans, mixed with the sound of an egg cracking, a large black horse in the stable snorted happily and nudged the rough canvas tunic of its guard.,Only through those clear black-and-white eyes could one barely tell that he was a boy.,Wei Tu was so frightened that he took a few steps back. After a long time, he touched his face and pushed the wet hair from his shoulders up. Seeing it was still black, he finally relaxed.。