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Categories: immortal chivalry
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The temple as a pot, the rivers and lakes can be a bottle, and the world's big and small characters are the pot of sweet and mellow wine, the taste is endless, swollen in the chest. A long song when the sword of the blue clouds, a bottle of wine when the gun of blood. Afterwards, drunkenly lying on the knees of a beautiful woman, and then singing wildly! PS: suspected bad, download attention!