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... of less condensation from the Lord coming from inside. "Ink, go to the school."
In the heart of the ink, I squatted. "Less Lord, is your injury better?"
There is only one sentence at the end of the ink, "Go to the Canglang Academy."
People have already plucked out of the mountainside, and the clouds are flying, the clouds are bursting, the birds singing, and all directions come, and the figure of Moya has already flashed on the speed.
Ink can't, and a whistling sound ...
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