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The voice of the oar-man interrupted Yishuoyuan's brief reminiscence. After he collected himself and took a deep breath, he once again gathered his emotions, turned to face forward, and imagined the magic in his heart.,And all of this, both in the mind and before the eyes, seemed to be leaving with the flow of life, turning from the body into streaks of light.,Yishu Yuan's head hit something, and in a sound of rushing water, his body crawled out from a split in the water that had been divided in half.。