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... like it was ten years ago.
However, his palm hovered in the air, but it was too late to fall, and eventually he recovered his hand.
"Let's go back."
Qinglong shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Maybe I shouldn't have appeared, but if you can, let him listen to his mother's words, don't go to Yanjing."
"If you don't meet it, you can forget it. If he really knows the things behind him, the young man's heart, plus his talent, may not be angry, ask his mother. Fair."
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