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... ed. The mountain **** does not know where to rest, the atmosphere is secret, and the more unpredictable.

The cicada foot on the rot, said: "There is no side in this mountain, not even a worm."

Gu Shen picked up the leaf and heard it, and then smashed it in the palm of his hand. Although he does not surpass the power of the flying world, he has insight into the eyesight of autumn. Gu Shen looked around the trees and said: "This mountain is surrounded by trees, and the roots and vine ...

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