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If you want to read the full content of the new chapter, please open the relevant website and search for the title of the book! Everyone followed this swarm of bees, left the avenue, entered the woodland beside the road, walked for about a stick of incense, turned around a deserted farmland, only to see that behind the woods, at the foot of the far mountain, there was a vacant manor.

Then he beat the horse and entered the village, only to see that the manor was very quiet, and there were many osmanthus trees planted in the weeds in front of the house and behind the house.

At this time, it is close to August, the sunset is warm, the south wind is scenting, and the golden flowers on the trees are gradually blooming, with a faint fragrance, and the autumn mood is getting stronger.

The people tied the horses under the osmanthus tree in the village. More than a dozen women in the retinue were accompanied and went to inspect all parts of the village to see if there were any households.

Yan Nishang pointed to an osmanthus flower, pulled a few enemies and walked over, stood under the osmanthus tree, and said: "Big drunkard, the scenery of this northern land has four distinct seasons, and the osmanthus flowers here are blooming. "The look is very comfortable.

In the twilight of the sunset, but seeing her standing under the flower tree, her face reflects the color of the flowers, the color of the flowers sets off the face, the skin is like clotted fat, the white hair is beautiful, the complexion is gorgeous, the fragrance is just right, it is the daughter's good color, I can't help but look at the hatred of the idiot, I want her and myself, drink together in Lanyuan to meet the enemy, and when the danger is born, I can't help but feel hot in my heart, and casually said: "Life can laugh a little, but when we meet, respect the wine and urge each other." The eternal curtain is on the ground, and a spring green surrounds the beads. ...... Just like this!" Yan Nishang smiled slightly, looked back at the city, and said lightly: "Caiyun looks back at the dark high platform. The smoke tree groaned. Stay drunk and stay in spring, stay in spring, and return in spring when drunk. ...... What a scene!"

"The Singing of the Demon Sword" Chapter 151 The flowers are silent, the water is empty (7) is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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