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"Ding Dong ......", the song is still played intermittently, playing very seriously, although it ...... The playing is a little ugly, and the low singing voice is quite hoarse: "The sea is laughing, the tide on both sides of the strait is surging, and the ups and downs are remembered with ......the waves." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Feng Lei sat cross-legged next to him, crossed his knees, looked at the ten fingers that were twisting and provoking, and his eyebrows and eyelids jumped together.

Yang Ling pushed the door and walked in, and said with a smile: "Okay, no need to play anymore."

The soldier who played the piano immediately stopped, raised his head, opened his hands, his ten fingers were dripping with blood, and said pitifully: "Grandpa Guo, it is not very easy to make the piano under the mark, and the fingers are all broken."

This soldier is a musical instrument player in the army, and he is responsible for beating the war drums and passing military orders in battle, called Huang Xiaobo. Yang Ling couldn't help but be startled when he saw the bloody and blurred fingers, and when Ding Qing knocked it, he saw that he had only two fingers cut by the strings, because he didn't dare to stop without his own order, and the blood couldn't stop, so he stained the other fingers with blood.

Yang Ling hurriedly took out a square handkerchief and said, "How can this be?" Hurry up, bandage it quickly, this piano is hard to find, the strings are a little astringent and don't wear finger covers? ”

Feng Lei's eyes rolled, the cold light in his palm flashed, and when he brushed the ground, the light handkerchief held in Yang Ling's palm was cut in half by him with a knife, which startled Yang Ling again, and couldn't help but praise: "What a fast knife!" ”

Feng Lei snorted disdainfully, arrogantly returned the knife to the sheath, Huang Xiaobo took two handkerchiefs, wrapped the two scratched fingers indiscriminately, and then said: "There is no finger sleeve under the mark." Didn't you tell it to be louder, or at least to reach the front yard? The mark is not good at piano skills, the strings are astringent, and they are plucked hard, which hurts the hand. But this song sounds very powerful, Grandpa Guo, what is the name of this song you hum? ”

The song is called ...... "A Laugh in the Sea".

"Good tune, this song sung casually by Grandpa Guo, not only the song is good, the words are good, but even the name is good, and the mark will definitely compose this tune and pass it on to future generations, this is the genius work of Grandpa Weiguo", Huang Xiaowei said with his eyebrows flying.

Yang Ling laughed dryly twice and said, "You go down first, and go to Gonggong Miao to receive ten taels of silver." The country's public is doing an important military aircraft matter, lest the news be leaked. You don't have to go back to the camp, just stay in the inner courtyard for the time being, just to recuperate from your injuries. Today's matter is that even in the back courtyard of this officer, he is not allowed to confide in anyone, otherwise military law will be involved."

Captain Huang didn't know what Yang Ling asked him to play the tune for, but seeing what Yang Ling said seriously, he couldn't help but get nervous, and hurriedly said: "Grandpa Guo, don't worry, today's matter is rotten in the belly under the mark, and no one will know about it."

Yang Ling nodded with satisfaction and said, "Let's go down."

As soon as the door closed, Feng Lei raised his eyebrows and said, "You already know that person is the Maitreya Sect Master." Why don't you arrest him yet? ”

Yang Ling smiled and said: "Officialdom has the rules of officialdom, which is different from the green forest. Besides, it's good to be happy and revenge, but you also have to remember that you don't die when you fight snakes, and there are endless troubles in the future, the White Lotus Sect has been inherited for hundreds of years, and there are so many leaders in each generation who have been beheaded and robbed of their families, but has this sect been in a state of collapse since then?

A huge sect with hundreds of years of inheritance has its own complete internal system, killing a leader, they will die down for a while, and a new leader will be elected, and if you want to do it, you have to find out his details, and he will be greatly damaged. I talked to Ying'er about this in detail. ”

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Regarding the relationship between Li Fuda and King Jin and Guo Xun, Marquis of Wuding, as well as the possible placement of many cronies in the army, Yang Ling didn't want him to know, so he only said the meaning of luring the snake out of the hole and catching it all, but he was negligent for a while and called out Cui Ying'er's maiden name, Feng Lei couldn't help but be stunned when he heard it, and said: "Ying'er? ”

In fact, although the girl's name has always been kept secret, but the red lady is proud of the green forest, how can she be so cowardly, her boudoir name is known to many people, especially a few old guys in the Cui family's old village all day long, even if others don't want to know. It's just that except for a few uncles of the red lady, no one dares to call her so affectionately.

When Feng Lei heard Yang Ling call Miss Cui like this, a strange feeling immediately rose in his heart, and he was faintly panicked. Yang Ling knew that he was speechless, and thought that he didn't know Cui Yinger's name, so he hesitated for a moment and said calmly: It's the red lady Cui Girl.

Feng Lei stammered: Call Miss Cui Ying'er? ”

Yang Ling admires the ability of this tiger general, who can fight with Wu Han with all his might, and who is undefeated with his own tricks, should be regarded as a first-class master, and Ying'er will be safer with such a master after he gets out of the plug, so he is very polite to Feng Lei.

At this time, he has already leaked his mouth, rather than hiding and arousing suspicion, it is better to admit it generously, and if he knows his relationship with Ying'er, he will definitely believe more in his sincerity in recruiting and maintaining their sincerity, and rest assured that he will do things for the imperial court, so Yang Ling replied calmly: It's a long story, I met Ying'er, and there were many twists and turns, and it was inconvenient for you to know some internal information, but I can tell you that now, Ying'er is my woman! ”

When Feng Lei heard it, it was like five thunderbolts, and the whole person was numb, and he couldn't say a word when he stood there. Yang Ling was not surprised to see him, he and Ying'er were an official and a bandit, and it had always been a hostile relationship to be entangled for so long, and he had led the soldiers a few days ago to look like he was going to kill them all, and now anyone who heard about her relationship with himself would be shocked.

He smiled and said to Feng Lei: "I'll go see Grandpa Miao first, and then accompany you out of the camp and send you back to the mountain in a while", Yang Ling turned around and walked out of the house, turned to another room, Feng Lei lost his soul, his heart was surging, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

In that room, Miao Gongcheng explained to a small soldier in front of him with his hands behind his back: "Our family has waited for two generations of emperors, and the emperor knows every move, every word and smile, you can rest assured that you will do what our family tells you to do, and you must look like you." Of course, this dragon robe can't be worn by you, and it doesn't look like the emperor when you wear it. The emperor's style is not in that clothes, you have to ......."

As soon as he said this, Yang Ling pushed the door and walked in, and the soldier turned his head to see it, and hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted: "I have seen Grandpa Guo under the mark."

"Look at it, look at it, things that don't come out, remember, from now on, you have to treat yourself as the emperor, and turn back when there is a little movement in the door? You have to wait for someone to turn around and kowtow to you, this is called magnificent, you have to be calm. Also, this sitting, a look, a smiling face, are very knowledgeable."

Instructor Miao was very dissatisfied, and trained the little soldier to hang his head and dare not say anything. This man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with clear eyebrows and a handsome face, and he was six or seven points similar to Emperor Zhengde. Li Fuda had only seen the emperor from afar, and coupled with the psychological hints generated by his previous actions, as long as he trained well, this person should be able to hide from him.

Yang Ling smiled and said, "Father-in-law Miao, don't be too strict, this will scare him even more unconfidently." But you should take a good look at the words of Gonggong Miao, remember, keep telling yourself that the emperor is the only and supreme Son of Heaven in the world, and the Son of Heaven walks, looks at people, and speaks very differently from ordinary people. ”

Yang Ling said again: "You want to pretend to be the Son of Heaven, and the Son of Heaven pretends to be an ordinary captain and mixes in the army." Father-in-law Miao, as well as the guards around me, will both respect you and deliberately disapprove of you, so as not to arouse suspicion. As for you, you are a school captain, so you don't have to worry about dressing up, you just have to be careful in your behavior.

You remember, even if there are thousands of troops and horses around to protect you, you have to treat yourself as if you are alone, even if I and Grandpa Miao stand in front of you, you must have a calm attitude and no sense of awe. You have to think like this: you are the highest, you are the biggest, only others bow to you, and there is no possibility for your waist to be bent down, you know? ”

The soldier blushed and replied, and Yang Ling said again: "Father-in-law Miao, hurry up and train, I'll send the sealed mine." Don't be too nervous about him, I won't let them take a look at him directly, at most let that person look at him from a distance, hehe, the protagonist of the play, it has to be your father-in-law Miao."

Miao Kui smiled, and while agreeing, he walked over, bent his waist, piled up a flattering smile on his face, held the arm of the flattered captain, and said with small steps: "Your Majesty, you slow down, the slave and maid poured tea for the emperor."

Yang Ling smiled, turned around and walked out of the door, and heard an angry roar inside: "You are a donkey's child, you drank it all in one bite, and you smacked your mouth, look at your stinky virtue, stand up for our family, and do it all over again!" ”

"Your Majesty, you slow down, the slave maid will give you ......."

Yang Ling listened attentively, smiled bitterly, and walked away......

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Qiu Yipin sat down in his room with a sigh of relief, looked around, seemed to be satisfied with the environment, the chef in Luo's command mansion respectfully poured him a cup of tea, Qiu Yipin drank it all in one gulp, waved his chubby bear paw and said: Go to the kitchen and see.

The chef laughed and said, "Hey, Master Qiu, why don't you rest for a while?" ”

Qiu Yipin glared and said: "When you get to the kitchen, it's resting, can you get familiar with your own territory first?" Stop talking nonsense, lead the way".

Qiu Yipin followed the chef to the inner room, and saw that the place was clean and tidy, and all kinds of household work were fully prepared, he put his hands behind his back, nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly looked around, and asked: Where is the knife box? So important stuff, where did this go for me? "[Heaven's Kiss Hand Punch]

Several apprentices and young men looked at each other, and someone asked, "I said you didn't take it?" ”

"Am I not carrying a suitcase? I thought you were carrying it."

Qiu Yipin was annoyed and shouted: "Don't be poor, old Chengtou, go to the car to find it, then bring back my knife box."

A half-hundred-year-old man with a sturdy figure and an honest appearance hurriedly answered, and hurriedly went out. This old man was still collected on the road, he was an old man who fled the famine, and Qiu Yipin was compassionate for a while, beckoning him to get in the car and give him a ride.

The two of them chatted in the car for a while. Hearing that he came to Jingjingyi to cook for the grandfather of Weiguo from Beijing, the old man immediately slapped his farts and complimented him with a smile, and the old man took advantage of the situation to ask him to be a subordinate who chopped wood and burned the fire, and Master Qiu also agreed. Of course, apart from compassion, the most important thing is that this old man does not want to be paid.

Old man Cheng hurriedly ran out of the gate of the front yard, and flipped over on the donkey cart and carriage parked on the side of the road, and just found the kitchen knife box of Qiu Yipindi, dozens of people came out of the courtyard, each of whom was leading a war horse, and a thousand households who had just stepped into the gate said loudly: "Grandpa Guo, is this going out?" ”

Then a clear voice said: "Outside the town, the war horses are scattered."

Old man Cheng just got out of the car with the knife box, and when he heard this, he hurriedly turned around, put the knife box on the car and pretended to tidy it up, but his two ears were erect, and he kept paying attention to the movements of Yang Ling and the others.

Yang Ling led the horse, stood in the middle of the guards, and whispered to Feng Lei as he walked. He didn't explain how he met and fell in love with the red lady, because many of them were not for outsiders, and once they were detailed, they would inevitably mention Yang Hu's betrayal and killing of his righteous brother.

While asking about the situation in the mountains in the past two days, he explained his arrangements to him, Feng Lei's face was calm, but his heart was like a huge wave, and Yang Ling's words were a little bit heard in his ears and even he didn't know it.

Years of unrequited love have been silently accumulated in his heart, precipitated, accumulated, and perhaps buried deep for a lifetime. But when she met the red lady again, and fought side by side, she heard about her discord with Yang Hu, until Yang Hu died, and the desire to forcibly suppress it with reason quickly swelled.

Looking around at the white-clothed army, he is the only one who is generally matched with the red lady, Feng Lei thought that he would be able to hold the beauty sooner or later, and I don't know how long this dream has been made, who would have thought that he would kill another Yang Ling out of thin air?

Yang Ling's appearance, life experience, official position, and status, any of them are far beyond his reach, what does he use to fight with others? Feng Lei's heart is like frying oil, jealousy, pain, and disappointment are intertwined, and the five flavors are mixed, and the bitterness is really indescribable.

The two of them had their own thoughts, talking and walking, not paying the slightest attention to a person who was tossing and turning on the car on the side of the road. Seeing that Duke Wei Guo walked over surrounded by a team of personal soldiers, Old Man Cheng glanced around alertly, quietly opened the lid of the box, took out a brightly armored ox-eared knife and covered it in his sleeve, and then stuffed the knife box into the car, and followed casually.

Out of the barracks, Yang Ling and the others turned over their horses and galloped slowly along the forest road, the old man Cheng touched around, covering his stomach as if he was looking for a place to relieve his hands, and then walked to a poplar forest next to him, and entered the woods to avoid the eyes of the sentry soldiers.

The road in the forest is narrow, the guards are lined up in a word of the Great Wall, there are only three horses at most, Yang Ling and Feng Lei walk side by side, Feng Lei, who was confused, somehow flashed a trace of evil thoughts in his heart, and he involuntarily held the steel knife on his waist: "

As long as he raised his hand and stabbed, Yang Ling would have to be in a different place, and there were only less than twenty guards behind him, no one was my opponent, and no one would suspect me if they were all killed and planted on Li Fuda. The court still needs us to work for it, we can still go out of the customs, even if Ying'er is sad, it should be indifferent in a year or two, if I ask her for marriage at that time...... It's going to work, one cut! All I need is a knife! ”

It has never been so difficult to seal the thunder and kill people, and there is no regret about the knife, but now I am constantly urging myself to draw the knife in my heart, but the knife is firmly embedded in the scabbard as if it has been filled with lead, and I don't want to pull out a point.

The horse's hooves trampled on it, and his heart was like the chaotic horse's hooves, which could no longer be calm. The trees in the forest were not pruned, and there were often branches poking out, Yang Ling no longer talked, looking intently ahead, galloping lightly, relaxing his body, and never noticed that Feng Lei beside him had killed him.

Feng Lei was at war and struggling with heaven and man in his heart: should he get rid of his rival with his conscience, or should he give up the beautiful woman at his fingertips? The choice is so difficult.

On the left side of the front, the trees were thinning, and a small river, gurgling water, with weeds and vines supporting a green barrier more than a person high, had sloped upwards on the right side, stretching up to a mountain. As soon as the trees are thin, a cool breeze rises. Although the wind in the forest was blowing, Feng Lei's forehead was still sweating nervously.

He lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and couldn't make up his mind in his heart, and with a loud shout from the trees on the side of the road, a figure suddenly leaped down like a vulture.

He looked up sharply and saw a masked man with a green scarf, holding a bull-eared sharp knife in his hand, avoiding the six guards who opened the way in front of him, and was stabbing at Yang Ling like an arrow. That is extremely athletic, obviously a practitioner with extremely high martial arts, such a fast body, such an abrupt attack, this knife down, Yang Ling has no physiology.

The world of Sumeru is hidden in mustard seeds; The spirit platform is inch-hearted, and it is a hundred years old. In an instant, the only thing that can be faster than that sharp knife is probably the human heart. The knife in Feng Lei's hand was about to slash down like lightning, but it suddenly stopped.

That person was determined to win Yang Ling, his body projection was extremely fast, and he didn't seem to expect that there was such a knife master among the guards, he was in the air, and he couldn't change his body shape at all.

But Feng Lei clenched the long knife tightly, and the strong muscles on his arms were tensed, like a dragon. But a relieved thought suddenly flashed in his heart: I can't kill him, so I will be uneasy in the face of the eldest lady for the rest of my life, and I am even more sorry for the moral conscience of heaven and earth, ghosts and gods, but can I save him? It's only a minute slower', as long as it's a point slower......

Feng Lei's heart rose to his throat, and he watched Yang Ling, who was shocked to hear the killing, raised his head in surprise, exposing his throat to the front of the bull's ear sharp knife that stabbed him; Seeing that the six guards in front of him turned around when they heard the sound, they were angry and scolded for a while, drew their swords and counterattacked; Seeing that the masked man in Tsing Yi with a knife pounced on Yang Ling without hesitation, he looked like he was going to cut Yang Ling's throat in front of him even if he had ten thousand arrows.

Everything was between lightning and flint, but in Feng Lei's eyes, everything seemed to be so slow, he could see the cold glow of the sun reflected on the assassin's blade, he could see the slight swing of the wind across the masked man's clothes, he could see the dust rolled up under the feet of the guards who snatched the horse and swooped down wildly, and he could see the lines on Yang Ling's face that were twisted by the horror of the muscles.

The cold mangs were sassy, pointing straight at the throat, and the blood was splashed in five steps, only in a moment.

The ghost made a god, and the knife that sealed the thunder carried a piece of wind and thunder, and Huo Ran made a move.

A merciless knife shot cut off his last trace of delusion.

The knife was too late to slash at the assassin and headed straight for the short knife. With a sound, the knife flew with a glimmer of cold light, and the assassin was shocked into the air and flipped upside down, staggered back two steps after landing, and exclaimed: "Seal the thunder? You descended to the imperial court?! ”

Feng Lei looked at him in astonishment, staring at those familiar eyes, listening to his voice, and also screaming strangely: "Second Uncle Cheng, you are not dead yet?" ”

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"Stabbing?"

Li Fuda shook his head and said resolutely: "It's impossible!" ”

He thought for a moment and said: "The guards of Jingjing Post are originally very strict, if the emperor is really here, the internal defense will definitely be tighter, it is easy to get out of the inside, it is difficult to get in, the assassin is afraid that before he arrives at Qincha, he will be surrounded by Yang Ling's three thousand iron guards."

"So, are we going to sit back and let this opportunity slip through our hands?"

Jiang Nanyan was a little restless: "Sect Master, you often say that you must know how to see opportunities and seize opportunities, this is the best opportunity." If the emperor is assassinated, Yang Ling will definitely be finished. The emperor has no heir, and the vassal kings of all walks of life will inevitably look at him.

At this moment, King Ning rose up in the south, and our incense army made peace with it in the north, so the world was at your fingertips. Don't miss the opportunity, the time will never come, Master, you must seize this opportunity."

"Come slowly, come slowly, calm down, hehehe", Li Fuda said calmly, but the hand that was pouring the tea was shaking, so that the tea shook slightly, and the small teacup was dangerously spilled.

"First, we have to find out whether the emperor really re-used his old tricks to sneak into the army to play on the battlefield, if the emperor is here, there must be many clues to be found. But without conclusive evidence, we must not do it lightly, this is a major matter that success will lead to the country, and defeat will lead to death."

Speaking of this, Li Fuda's mood gradually stabilized, and he continued: "Use the method of assassination, unless he is willing to come out, but after the lesson of the siege of Baishan Mountain, Yang Ling bears a heavy responsibility, and he definitely does not dare to do this." I now recall what Yang Ling said today, he said that he would capture the white-clothed bandit leader alive and hold a celebration banquet to ask the emperor for our merits, which is debatable.

If the emperor is in the army, it sounds logical. But we can't wait until then to do it, with your and my martial arts, if you suddenly get into trouble, we can kill the emperor at the banquet, but we can't get out, if we want to kill the emperor and retreat, the only way is ...... Only move our men and horses, mutiny in front of the battle! ”

Jiang Nanyan said movingly: "If this is the case, our forces will be exposed to them." If you don't succeed, won't you lose everything? If it succeeds, it will inevitably become the target of the public, without King Ning's timely response, with only our people and horses, maybe retreating into Taihang Mountain can still preserve strength, how to take the world? ”

Li Fuda's eyes flashed with an almost crazy gaze, and he said slowly: "Those who achieve great things must not only judge the situation, but also have the courage to make decisions. Of course, I have to find out if the emperor is really in the army before I can decide how big a bet to make. If it's true, as long as you kill him, the overall situation will be decided, quiet as a virgin, and moving like a rabbit, how can you let go of such an opportunity to win? ”

When he said this, he suddenly stopped talking, holding the teacup quietly for a long time, and then Li Fuda said slowly: "My plan is like this, first find out if the emperor is not in the army." If we are not there, everything will be closed, and we will continue to hide and wait for a better opportunity to start an incident. If the little emperor is in Yang Ling's line, then ......".

He stretched out a finger and said, "First, use all our strength and strike with all our might." Although I have always been cautious in doing things, but when the real decision is made, I must go all out, advance without retreat, and be willing to pay the cost. ”

"Second, before the operation, send people to the south of the Yangtze River and inform King Ning to raise troops immediately. As long as we move here, whether we succeed or not, we have no way to retreat, it is impossible to continue to hide, and we must be responded by King Ning's army.

If we succeed, the capital division will be in chaos, and there will be no dragons, and there will not be many soldiers and horses willing to encircle and suppress us at that time. When King Yan was martyred, they knew how miserable the ministers who stood on the wrong team died, their children were slaves, their wives and daughters were prostitutes, and they couldn't turn over for generations, and they would not ignore such terrible consequences.

It's easy to be a loyal minister, as long as you'd rather die than surrender. It is difficult to be a loyal officer, who in the army does not have parents, wives and children? The emperor is dead, and there are no heirs, who doesn't want to leave a way back for themselves, who is willing to follow him? At that time, the whole army under the world would wait and see, to see if King Ning would succeed, and there would never be too many people loyal to a dead emperor.

Therefore, the best situation is that we can get rid of Zhengde, then as long as we hold on for a while, as soon as the news of King Ning's army enters Beijing, we can immediately reverse the situation, turn defense into offense, and the great cause is just around the corner.

In the second case, if we fail to kill Zhengde, then we can only retreat into the mountain, wait for Ning Wang's soldiers, and then make peace between the north and the south, and conspire with the country. In that case, it will be a hard battle, and the victory or defeat is really unpredictable. If we fail, we have to start from scratch in anonymity. The danger is there, and the effort is great, but such an opportunity is rare."

"So, I have to find out if the emperor is there first?" Li Fuda clenched his fist and slammed it lightly on the table.

"Did you send someone to Beijing to investigate?" Jiang Nanyan asked.

"It's too late, it will take more than ten days just to get on the road, and when the news from Beijing is sent back, I am afraid that the war has already ended, and we have been beaten back to Taiyuan."

When he mentioned the white-clothed bandits, Jiang Nanyan suddenly remembered his proposal to Li Fuda that day, and couldn't help but say again: "Sect Master, that day on the mountain, your subordinates proposed to you to accept the Red Lady for your own use, but the Sect Leader was worried that it would arouse the suspicion of the imperial court and cause his previous achievements to be wasted, so he did not allow it.

As long as the emperor is here, then whether we succeed or fail, recruiting the five thousand battle-hardened cavalry of the Red Lady will greatly enhance our strength."

"Wait! White Army! Li Fuda's right hand with two fingers in the middle of the food was erected like a sword, and he waved violently to stop Jiang Nanyan's words, he raised his hand in the air, as if he remembered something, and after a long time, he suddenly laughed: "Red lady!" By the way, how did I forget that there are still red ladies to use? Hahahaha".

Li Fuda said excitedly: "Take advantage of the situation, take advantage of the situation!" The Bazhou bandits can be used by me, the Tartars outside the gate can be used by me, the white-clothed army can be used by me, and the King of Ningwang in Jiangxi can be used by me, why can't the red lady? I, Li Fuda, are the best at taking advantage of the situation, and I have always been. This time I thought I was going to fight completely on my own strength, but God sent me a red lady again, she is now at the end of the road, and she has a blood feud with the court of father and husband, she will be able to use it for me, hahaha."

He suddenly laughed away, slowly pressed his hands towards Jiang Nanyan according to the case, and said categorically: "Nan Yan, you take care of the headquarters and wait for my news all the time." I went back to Houweiqin' and 'Meng Dejian' as a gift to Yang Ling, and knocked on the side to probe the emperor's news, just waiting for it to be confirmed, I immediately went into the mountain to see the red lady."

"See the Red Lady? * Her men attack Chin Cha Xingyuan? ”

"Borrowing a knife doesn't have to be used to kill people, maybe it's for cooking."

Li Fuda smiled wryly, with a rare sense of humor, and said: "I have a careful plan, as long as I confirm that Zhengde is in action, then with the cooperation of the red lady, I am 100% sure that he will be killed!" ”

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