The eighteenth (second) trapping assassin transferred the tiger away from the mountain to save the general's daughter Jin Cicada from her shell

Above Shi Nianyuan's head, the snow-white little fox moved, and Ruohu's voice sounded in Shi Nianyuan's sea of knowledge: "It's really not a good habit to trust spiritual sense too much. ”

"Nonsense!" Shi Nianyuan replied without thinking about it.

Your eyes will deceive you, your ears will deceive you, your nose will deceive you, your feelings will deceive you, your spiritual sense will deceive you, but mathematics will not!

Everyone turned their eyes to Shi Nianyuan, who suddenly popped out a headless and brainless word, Shi Nianyuan smiled embarrassedly: "It's okay, it's okay, my mouth is full." ”

Ruohu smirked in the sea of Shi Nianyuan's knowledge, and continued: "There was a person just now, who had restrained his qi and killing intent, and hid in the rain curtain, the interesting thing is that that person, you have seen it at the foot of Jianfeng Mountain at the foot of the Lieyang Mountain. ”

Shi Nianyuan's first reaction was to think of Tian Haotian, but if Hu said so, he must not mean Tian Haotian.

Although Shi Nianyuan does not have a heavenly heart, he cannot communicate with Ruohu directly through his thoughts. However, he can already use his spiritual power to condense the voice into a line and transmit it to the ears of the little fox: "Tian Haotian, that groom?"

"That's right. He just extended his spiritual sense and swept past the disciples at the foot of Lieyang Mountain present, but he couldn't recognize you, probably because he didn't record your appearance during that meeting. Ruohu paused and continued: "Many monks have the habit of recognizing people with spiritual pressure, but before the Ning Yuan Realm, the spiritual pressure of the monk did not have obvious personal characteristics, and you stepped on the Immortal Dao at that time, and the spiritual pressure was almost no different from all the monks of the Spiritual Realm. ”

"In other words, my Immortal Dao cultivation was so low that it was almost negligible, so he didn't bother to care about me at all? But doesn't it sound stupid to recognize people just by spiritual pressure?" Shi Nianyuan said.

"You can't say you're stupid. After all, the Transfiguration Technique is not a particularly advanced skill, and as the realm rises, the monk's spiritual pressure will gradually take on extremely distinct personal characteristics, and it is not easy to change. Ruohu said.

"Since it's not aimed at me, then who does he want to kill?" Shi Nianyuan looked at Xie Junting: "That city lord, Shaxi and Shuling have a holiday......? Huh?"

I fell asleep again...... If you continue to sleep like this, the fox will become a pig......

Guanpu City, the city lord's mansion.

Xie Junting arranged for more than a dozen family members to help a group of disciples at the foot of Lieyang Mountain push the cart into the warehouse, and asked the family members to clean and wipe the water stains in the wooden box, and then instructed the maid to find a large pile of clean clothes.

The disciples at the foot of the Burning Sun Mountain were naturally reluctant to accept it, but it was not appropriate to walk around in other people's homes in wet clothes.

Shi Nianyuan was simply the same, and the spiritual power flowed out directly, and in a few moments, all the moisture on the clothes on his body and the snow-white little fox's hair were evaporated. A group of foreign affairs disciples were full of distress as they learned Shi Nianyuan's spiritual power to steam and dry their clothes, silently calculating in their hearts how long it would take to meditate and cultivate to refine and return to consume these spiritual powers.

Shi Nianyuan thought for a while, walked in front of Xie Junting, and bowed lightly: "City Lord Xie." ”

Xie Junting looked at Shi Nianyuan and bowed back: "Immortal Chief." ”

Shi Nianyuan was not very suitable for this title, and said with a dry smile: "I don't know a little bit about divination, I am grateful that the city lord Xie invited me to wait for shelter from the rain, but I didn't know that I had a divination, but I didn't expect it to ......" Shi Nianyuan frowned and said seriously: "I am afraid that the city lord Xie will have a bloody disaster in the near future, and I must be more careful when traveling on weekdays." ”

All the foreign affairs disciples were stunned, the way of divination, regardless of the realm, belonged to the Qimen, extremely dependent on talent and luck, and it was not something that could be learned if they wanted to.

Xie Junting and Murong Shan glanced at each other, thinking of Murong Shan's spear flower that represented someone secretly following, his pupils shrank: "Immortal Chang's Dao method is profound, Xie admires! Recently, Xie has indeed encountered some headaches, I don't know if Immortal Chang has a way to deal with it?"

Shi Nianyuan was stunned.

Nima, why are you still asking, how can Lao Tzu continue to make it up?

Shi Nianyuan pinched his fingers pretendedly, and held back a sentence for a long time: "The secret of heaven must not be leaked." ”

"Trail Chief. Murong Shan suddenly spoke up and looked at Shi Nianyuan.

Shi Nianyuan rolled his eyes and turned his head to face Murong Shan: "This layman, although he studied at the foot of Lieyang Mountain, he is still a student of Lieyang Academy, and he has not yet entered the Lieyang Temple. ”

That means - don't call Lao Tzu Taoist, you are the Taoist, and your whole family is the Taoist!

Murong Shan bowed: "I wonder if the little Taoist can make a hexagram for me?"

"......" Shi Nianyuan had a big drop of cold sweat on his forehead.

This Nima's, why is it still on the bar? Ouch hey? This jade pendant is hair/spring today?

Shi Nianyuan felt the jade pendant in his chest heat up again, and with a flash of inspiration, he pinched his fingers again, shook his head and said nonsense: "The chest is full of energy, and the heart is scorch......ing" Shi Nianyuan said this, and suddenly thought that the target of Tian Haotian's groom killer could also be this heroic woman, and said: "It's not good." The girl's hexagram even revealed a great omen......"

Shi Nianyuan's eyes fell from that heroic face, and he shook his head secretly in his heart - although it was uneven, he didn't have a big bra.

Murong Shan frowned, subconsciously stretched out a hand to touch his chest, and murmured, "In the chest, the scorching sun?"

Even Yu Pei's inexplicable fever was counted by him?

Murong Shan hugged his fists and said: "I thought that the so-called divination was a charlatan, but I didn't expect to meet a small Taoist today, and I could spy on the heavens just in the realm of dust, and I was sitting in the well and watching the sky." Murong Shan, Luoyuan County in the Northern Regions, has seen the Taoist chief. ”

Ha?

What's that?

What does this little girl say her name is?

Shi Nianyuan's expression was extremely exciting, the corners of his eyes twitched, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Xie, Xie City Lord, I suddenly felt a little unwell, I must have spied on the heavens, suffered from the backlash of the Great Dao, and dared to borrow a place to rest for a while." ”

Xie Junting nodded and summoned a maidservant.

The maid took Shi Nianyuan to a side compartment to rest.

As soon as Shi Nianyuan entered the wing, he sat on a rosewood Taishi chair, reached out to rub his temples, and poked the little fox on his head, but the little fox did not react.

Murong Shan?

Murong Lu, that Murong?

When Wuhou Mansion said goodbye to Zhu Xianlan, Zhu Xianlan mentioned the marriage contract that Shi Nianyuan had heard of for the first time, and in the subsequent letter exchange, Shi Nianyuan learned that he had a marriage contract with Murong Shan, the second daughter of the imperial Dingyuan general.

Shi Nianyuan took out the half of the dragon-patterned jade pendant from his chest, and coincidentally, the jade pendant heated up again.

Aciba......

"What's the matter, you look like a dog on the sun?" Ruohu, who has been sleeping lately and wakes up for a while from time to time, sensed Shi Nianyuan's mood, and unconsciously learned a slang phrase that often listens to Shi Nianyuan's chatter.

"Lao Tzu is still a fox. Shi Nianyuan was in a complicated mood, and said casually, in exchange for a bite from the little fox.

Shi Nianyuan rubbed his temples again and said, "Little fox, that little girl's skin, it seems to be my doll kiss...... You said that she didn't stay in the Northern Regions well, what did she do when she came to the Central Plains to Saibei? No!" Shi Nianyuan said this, and suddenly stood up: "Luo Yuan and Shuling! That horseman's target is Murong Shan!"

......

In the back/court corridor, Master Guan Pucheng hurried over again, and was a little surprised to see so many people surrounded by Xie Junting.

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. Xie Junting said to the master.

The master said anxiously: "Warden Division! That person has struck again! And this time is different from the previous times, all the soldiers on duty in the Warden Department have died, and all the felons imprisoned in the Warden Department have been released by him!"

Xie Junting was stunned, and a different kind of spiritual pressure overflowed from his body, this is the true qi that belongs to the martial artist.

"Master, pass the order, the city gate will be closed, the drawbridge will be retracted, no one will be allowed to enter or leave, and the soldiers of the whole city will enter a state of combat readiness and strictly guard the sentry posts all over the city wall!

"Uncle Xie. Murong Shan extracted a lot of information from the words of the third master, looked at Xie Junting solemnly and asked, "How can I help?"

Xie Junting said in a deep voice: "Niece, you can rest in the mansion, this is an uncle's business, you don't have to get involved." ”

Xie Junting strode towards the mansion, Murong Shan did not listen to the advice, followed closely, and a silver spear appeared in his hand as he stepped forward.

"Guanpu City Xie City Lord, Murong Shan, the former commander of the Seventh Company of the Snow Battalion, please fight!" Murong Shan Qingling said.

Xie Junting turned his head to look at Murong Shan, who was overflowing with spiritual pressure and a sense of slaughter, and the tiger eyes praised lightly: "Tiger father has no dog girl!" The words changed, and he continued in a deep voice: "The murderer's origin is unknown, the purpose is unknown, Murong Wuchang, Xie Mou please sit in the city lord's mansion and protect the safety of my mansion." ”

Murong Shan frowned, knowing that Xie Junting still didn't want to put himself in danger, but what Xie Junting said was reasonable, and his tone did mean a sincere request, Murong Shan tightened the silver gun in his hand: "Take the order." ”

......

Shi Nianyuan snatched the door and walked out, the maid just walked to the door of the wing room with tea, the tea tray in her hand was knocked over by Shi Nianyuan who was in a hurry and anxious, Shi Nianyuan didn't have time to pay attention to it, swept all the way forward, and arrived at the back/court corridor, where everyone was already empty, Shi Nianyuan looked around, and saw a small guy walking not far away, immediately stepped over the fence, rushed over and grabbed the shoulders of the little guy: "Where is the city lord?"

The little guy was suddenly startled by Shi Nianyuan who came out, but fortunately, almost all the people of Guanpu City recognized the costume of the immortal chief at the foot of Lieyang Mountain, and Wei Wei pointed to the vestibule and replied: "Master Fang Cai has arrived, and the master has hurriedly gone to the palace." ”

Shi Nianyuan didn't have time to say thanks, and ran to the front courtyard in the direction of the little girl's finger, this kind of courtyard with more entrances and exits, Shi Nianyuan was no stranger, and it was easy to find the vestibule mansion, when Shi Nianyuan rushed into the mansion from the back door, he saw Murong Shan holding the silver spear obliquely, standing at the door of the mansion, looking up at the dark sky and boundless rain.

A bolt of lightning tore through the downpour of rain, and in an instant, the bright light tore up the shadow of Murong Shan standing still with a gun.

Murong Shan didn't look back: "Xiaodao Chief, martial law is urgent, it is forbidden to enter and exit, please let the Xiaodao Chief rest in the mansion." ”

Shi Nianyuan didn't care what Murong Shan was talking about, he just shouted out the warning that Ruohu sounded in the sea of knowledge: "Shadow!"

Buzz - when-

The silver spear spun, humming with a hum, and Murong Shan held the spear on his back, blocking a sword that stabbed out almost silently from his shadow.

Qin Mo failed to strike a blow and quickly retreated.

The silver spear was thrown by Murong Shan, shooting in the direction of Shi Nianyuan, and Shi Nianyuan could see the silver spear spinning at high speed during the flight.

Phew-

Half a zhang in front of Shi Nianyuan, the silver spear was deeply inserted into the marble floor of the mansion, forcing out Qin Mo's vague figure, and the next moment, Murong Shan stepped on the end of the handle of the spear with one foot, turned his back to Shi Nianyuan, and said coldly towards the empty space in front of him: "If you want to kill someone in front of me, do you want to answer without asking?"

Qin Mo's fuzzy figure condensed and manifested, and he squinted his eyes at Murong Shan: "I boasted of my hidden kung fu and entered the house, and in the streets and alleys, even you just guessed that I might exist." ”

Qin Mo's gaze crossed Murong Shan and looked at Shi Nianyuan: "That little ghost in the Dust Realm, why did you tell me about my whereabouts." ”

Qin Mo saw that the foreign affairs disciple at the foot of the Lieyang Mountain behind Murong Shan straightened out the fox attack hat on his head, stretched out his middle finger and compared it to himself, and said disdainfully: "You care about Lao Tzu?"

Qin Mo got up, his figure blurred again, Murong Shan kicked the silver spear under his feet, the silver spear danced horizontally, and Murong Shan, who fell down into the air, held the handle of the gun and swung it to the side. The long force was heavy, Qin Mo did not hit the front frontally, and rolled sideways on the spot to dodge.

Murong Shan picked a spear flower and stood quietly in front of Shi Nianyuan. Pointing straight at the silver spear in front of him, a glowing aura flowed out. Outside the mansion, a bolt of lightning fell, reflecting the woman's posture standing quietly with a gun.

"Didn't I say that if you want to kill someone in front of me, you want to ask me if I agree?"

Qin Mo looked straight ahead and pointed straight at the tip of the spear towards him, watched the glowing spirit flow from the silver spear, felt the spiritual pressure overflowing from Murong Shan's body, and licked his red lips: "Ning Yuan Realm...... Conversion ......"

The gun came out like a dragon, Murong Shan hung the tail of the gun, and raised it upward, Qin Mo's pupils shrank, and he saw the opportunity to avoid the tip of the gun, and quickly bullied up, and the slender short sword stabbed at Murong Shan obliquely.

The corners of Murong Shan's mouth hooked, and she directly let go of the silver spear, a folding fan appeared in her left hand, the closing fan wrapped around the thin sword, her right hand was raised, and the palm knife slashed towards Qin Mo's neck, and Qin Mo raised his other hand to bend the grid.

Brush –

The folding fan that opened the short sword to the side suddenly opened, the fan surface was white and unpainted, and a steel needle shot out from a fan bone, straight into Qin Mo's big acupoint, Qin Mo's eyes widened, and he moved half a step sideways along Murong Shan's right hand to unload the force, and the spiritual power condensed into a round shield in front of the steel needle to block the steel needle, and took advantage of Murong Shan's old moves, retreated in a few steps, pulled the distance, and stood in front of the threshold of the mansion.

"I almost forgot, marksmanship is not Murong Pifu's forte. That fan, is it 'Inkless Autumn Wind'?" Qin Mo looked at Murong Shan's folding fan: "Good at making the marksmanship of opening and closing, the number of roads is above board, I didn't expect that you would actually play a sinister and vicious fan dance?"

Buzz –

The silver spear flew back into Murong Shan's hand, and Murong Shan said coldly: "When you enter the dark battlefield, no one can say that you are bright. The folding fan disappeared in his hand, Murong Shan's calves tensed, he glared back, leaped forward, and pointed the silver point of the spear towards Qin Mo: "If you enter the battlefield, no one can say that you are righteous." ”

Shi Nianyuan hurriedly chased out of the gate of the mansion to watch the battle, because both sides of the battle were Ning Yuan Realm monks, many actions Shi Nianyuan did not see very really, but Shi Nianyuan did not want to let go of this opportunity to watch the battle and learn.

In the rain alley, Murong Shan and Qin Mo finally stopped at the temptation, and really fought together. The so-called weapon is an inch long and an inch strong, and on the scene, Murong Shan steadily suppressed Qin Mo. However, Qin Mo was always able to look at and grasp the gaps that could be used when there was no way to make a move, and a slender short sword was like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, which made Murong Shan be injured first.

A shot swept away, forcing Qin Mo back, Murong Shan glanced at his shoulder, the blood stains were soaked on the white power suit, and the color was black and purple.

Shi Nianyuan was separated from the two sides of the battle by a distance, and while watching, he talked to Ruohu: "Little fox, at the critical moment, don't fall asleep." ”

Ruohu half-opened his eyes and looked at the battlefield in front of him with a lack of interest: "Try your best." ”

A bolt of lightning, a thunderclap.

Shi Nianyuan's heart moved and said: "I have an idea that I want to prove, if I accidentally play too much, you have to save me." ”

The little fox snorted slightly, not bothering to pay attention.

Among the monks, there are monks who specialize in cultivating thunder methods, since spiritual power can guide electrons, there is no reason not to conduct electricity, and even, it is very likely that it is a conductor with extremely strong electrical conductivity.

Thinking of this, Shi Nianyuan flicked his right hand, and the Hidden Blade appeared in his hand, staring at the two who were fighting fiercely in the pouring rain.

The spiritual power collided head-on, the wind was blowing, the rain was flying, and the water was splashing.

The ground is full of water, what if I accidentally slip my hand and play with the doll to death......? It stands to reason that it's not so easy to die, no matter what......

Shi Nianyuan became inexplicably excited, and muttered, "It's over." ”

Shi Nianyuan squinted, and his spiritual sense began to run at high speed, in the sea of consciousness, the three coordinate axes stretched out perpendicularly to each other, the spatial Cartesian coordinate system was established, and the battle between the two was reduced to a particle, and the movement trajectory depicted two curves that intertwined with each other.

Shi Nianyuan's spiritual sense was running wildly, quickly analyzing the motion characteristics of the two particles, and then according to the movement trend, he calculated and predicted the possible position of the two particles.

Ruohu's heart moved, and Shi Nianyuan's eyebrows manifested the blood deed soul seal.

"You are trying to do what your Celestial Mind does with your spiritual sense. Ruohu said.

Shi Nianyuan didn't have the energy to answer Ruohu, not only spiritual sense, but Shi Nianyuan's brain was also performing rapid calculations, and summarized the accuracy of prediction calculations.

There are too many distractions, and if the object is an ordinary person, the action is simple, and the speed is not fast, it will be much easier...... The fighting methods of the two Condensing Yuan Realm cultivators were too random and abrupt, even if they only predicted the actions of the Rain Continent after 0.01 seconds on the time scale, the accuracy rate was only a pitiful two percent...... But......

Murong Shan relied on the advantage of long martial arts, the silver spear swung vertically around to open the short sword, and then stabbed straight with a shot, the blade of the spear cut through Qin Mo's sleeve, and ripped open a hideous wound, the two stood apart again, and the two sides confronted each other for a few breaths, and then fought together again.

When the monks fight against each other, the range of action reaches a valley, and the prediction accuracy is greatly improved, and the echelon pilot speed of lightning is more than 1,000 kilometers per second, and the counterattack speed is as high as tens of thousands of kilometers per second, which only takes a moment......

Shi Nianyuan's eyes shone brightly, raised his eyes to look at the dark clouds in the sky, and while watching the battle intensifying in the field, he jumped up a few times and climbed to the top of the eaves of the city lord's mansion.

"What are you going to do?" Ruohu asked.

Shi Nianyuan took a deep breath, and then slowly spit out: "Doll kiss! Of course you want to pretend to be a big / force, leaving the first impression of a dick exploding!" Shi Nianyuan replied excitedly, but whether he was excited about the baby kiss or the idea of dying, there are still two words.

Murong Shan used a trace of spiritual power to control the spread of the toxin on the wound, but with the fierce battle with Qin Mo, the spiritual power surged, and the flawless distraction, the toxin gradually spread.

Qin Mo was also uncomfortable, he was not good at frontal combat, but after Shi Nian's whereabouts were broken from afar, he was locked by Murong Shan with the spirit sense of the Ning Yuan Realm Transfer, and he had no chance to enter the deep stealth state again, and forced a white-knives battle, the opponent was already using long martial arts, taking advantage, and beware of the insidious folding fan "Wumo Autumn Wind" that would appear at any time.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo glanced at the foreign affairs disciple who was climbing up to the roof of the City Lord's Mansion at the foot of the Burning Sun Mountain.

Shi Nianyuan was aware of this, and met Qin Mo's serpent-like gaze.

Qin Mo was distracted for a moment, Murong Shan would not let go of the opportunity to attack, his right hand shook, the silver rod hummed, the vibration transmitted from the tail of the gun to the head of the gun, and then condensed to the tip of the gun, stabbing straight at Qin Mo, Qin Mo's short sword was erected, the cold spiritual pressure was fully swinged, the short sword with such a small body, it actually let out a shallow sword groan, facing the silver spear, the spiritual power exploded, the wind swept away, the rain curtain tilted, and the two of them took a few steps back at the same time, brewing the next wave of offensive.

Now is the time!

Shi Nianyuan suddenly stood up and threw a Hidden Blade into the sky, and a spiritual power gossamer was tied to the Hidden Blade, pulling apart a slender and long spiritual track.

"The name of this technique is - Qilin. ”

Shi Nianyuan raised his right hand high, chanted loudly, and wrapped the tail end of the long line of spiritual power towards Qin Mo with the technique of the Night Elf Clan's spiritual technique.

Thirty-six spiritual power gossamers wrapped around Qin Mo under the eaves, Qin Mo sensed that the spiritual power gossamer was extremely fragile, only wrapped in the faint spiritual pressure of the dust micro realm, sneered softly, and waved his sleeves away.

A bolt of lightning slashed down at the right time, illuminating half of Shi Nianyuan's gloomy face.

Shi Nianyuan's raised right hand waved down: "Disappear with the thunder......

In the sky, lightning slashed at a hidden blade in vain, and Shi Nianyuan's spiritual power hairspring wrapped around the hidden blade was instantly dispersed by an electric current of up to tens of thousands of amperes, but it didn't matter, Shi Nianyuan's purpose had been achieved, and the charge in the cumulonimbus cloud had already penetrated the air along the spiritual power hairspring, successfully inducing the release of the cumulonimbus charge.

A strange lightning bolt fell from the sky, not meandering, not spreading, straight like a long sword reaching the sky, and the blade of the sword stabbed on Qin Mo's body.

Near Qin Mo, Murong Shan's whole body was also numb due to the electric shock, and he let out a burst of involuntary convulsions and spasms, his eyes were frightened, and he subconsciously used his spiritual power to forcibly control his body to retreat away, and distance himself from Qin Mo.

Shi Nianyuan jumped down from the roof of the mansion and alley, stepped on the stagnant water, rippled in circles, and walked step by step to Qin Mo, who fell to the ground on his back and convulsed, and looked at the latter condescendingly: "When the heart and nervous system are working normally, they need bioelectricity, with electrical signals, the heart will beat, and the nerves can transmit information, of course, those currents are extremely weak." Shi Nianyuan's hair was drenched by the heavy rain, and now he lowered his head and looked down like this, his bangs and sideburns fell naturally one by one, and he couldn't stop dripping downward: "You are in cardiac arrest now because the bioelectric signal is interfered with and destroyed by a strong external current, although the thunder and lightning only pass through your body for a moment, and then flow into the ground under your feet, but it is enough for the terrifying high temperature to burn your body inside and out, and the current pulse also shakes and displaces your internal organs." Actually, lightning strikes are not as lethal as electric shocks, after all, the discharge time is extremely short, but I don't plan to give you a chance and time to recover. ”

A long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and Shi Nianyuan stabbed at Qin Mo's heart: "I'm really a person who holds a grudge, Tian Haotian owes me something, so let's ask for some interest from you first." ”

"You...... Are you ......" The corners of Qin Mo's mouth were bleeding, and his pupils widened: "Cangyun ......"

Qin Mo could feel that the life element was passing rapidly, the life fire was like a candle in the wind, thinking of the task, he tilted his head vigorously, gathered all the remaining spiritual power and the innate Yiqi, and a spiritual vertebrae shot out of his mouth, directly taking Murong Shan, condensing Qin Mo's remaining innate Yiqi's near-death blow extremely fast.

The body had no time to react, and Murong Shan's pupils shrank suddenly.

Shi Nianyuan sighed leisurely: "I forgot to tell you...... Your spiritual sense will deceive you. ”

Qin Mo couldn't hear this sentence anymore.

Ruohu withdrew the Heavenly Heart that interfered with Qin Mo's spiritual perception and fell into a deep sleep.

The spirit vertebrae that Qin Mo spit out before he died hit the house next to Murong Shan, and the courtyard wall exploded, sending bricks and stones flying.

This sudden and strange thunderstorm finally stopped, and a ray of sunlight shone out from the gap in the dark clouds, just shining on the young man wearing a fox attack velvet hat, and verified his inner thoughts, the young man who was extremely happy turned around, pointed to the snow-white attack hat on his head, and smiled as bright as that ray of sunshine: "Don't thank me - if you want to thank my little fox!"

End of the eighteenth round

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