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He was born as the son of a country, born a month He, but because of the fortune-telling sentence, put on the snow-colored robe, time like a white horse flies like a gap, he became cold-blooded and arrogant, in addition to the master, never put anyone in the eyes. But her appearance disrupted all his life. Was their encounter a destiny or a nightmare? A phoenix tree seals the legend of a thousand years, who planted...