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... spare time was even more boring than a serious monk, but he didn't think it was bitter, but was content with it.
At this moment, sitting in the fragrant woman of the city's men, and watching her dancing gracefully, her white ankle swirled, the golden ring bells rang out, but the eldest grandson did not have a restful mood, he sat like a pine, hands clasped, bead With your palms in your hands, your concentration is as if you are not watching a dance, but watching a set of martial arts.
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