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Green dickey, worry about my heart to hold a sword to dissect the heart, only to know that the heart has been as messy as a hemp to death, to death, not unswervingly draped in a silver flower, into time and the soul of the dead Emperors and kings of the ruthless family, allow me to lone mound he bell I do not bell, I bell you do not bell Wen Wen and elegance do not go back and forth, and from now on Bojun difficult to talk about the heart is like a pair of silk nets, there is a modest knot in the Mingjun Mingjun to my intention, can not be with the king together smart and resourceful are all fools, this life Boqian Qian too much to look at the windows on the cliffs between the smoke and clouds ...