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Like smoke and mist, sometimes purple, sometimes green, sometimes blue, sometimes red, floating in the night sky lightly like a breeze, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, sometimes bright like a bright moon, sometimes light like a bunch of blue silk, sometimes like the dawn of the morning, Sometimes it looks like a camellia.
Shen Zhuo looked a little lost in thought.
Fang Xingyun sighed: "Only in the extreme north can we see such a wonderful scene."
Baitang said so ...
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