Autumn grass grows on the moon every year, and the building is in the middle of the building every day. The clouds and water are vast, and in a trance, four thousand years have passed.

The sea has become a mulberry field, and the mulberry field has become a sea, and it has changed to and fro, but there is nothing new. A dry fairy every day in the heavenly court, deal with some daily chores, in his spare time to fight poems and wine to call friends, the days are flat and straightforward, without twists and turns, so boring.

Everyone is looking forward to a big wave of earth-shattering ghosts and gods. Looking forward to it, he really lived up to expectations and lost the emperor's beloved son.

In the twenty-one thousand six hundred and twelfth year of Tianyuan, the son of the Emperor of Heaven Phoenix bathed in the fire Nirvana, and the Wutong branch burned for 7749 days, after the fire was extinguished, the fire god Phoenix disappeared, and the Emperor of Heaven was furious.

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