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Categories: immortal chivalry
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The setting sun melts gold, the remaining sun like blood. Red-dyed moonlight tilted down, an ancient road in the mountains, a pavilion, an old man leaning outside the pavilion sighing. "And order, Shura...Dao returns." Behind the upright child froze and then bowed his head and arched his hand and said, "Good."