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Cultivation of fire into the devil, was driven out of the division of the cultivator, back to the red dust, a few acres of forests, with three or five friends, holding the beautiful red face, leisurely and comfortable, is not a fairy, more like a fairy. Indulge in the mountains and forests, drinking water, living in a paradise outside the world, hate no three or five red face, accompanied by the body, how do not let me be disillusioned. Remember yesterday, the stars and the river, the moon and a rope, as if it were a fairy. Who...