The sunlight of Hexi swayed from the window bar of the Qingxin small building into the ancient incense room where the red candles were burned.

In front of the dresser, a young man with fluttering snowy hair stood behind the beautiful woman sitting in front of the stage, gently brushing up her waist-length hair, holding a handful of carefully carved hair combs with the texture of precious animal teeth, and combing them carefully.

Chapter 192 of "Sword Rises from the People" The moment of parting, it hurts a little I am in the middle of the hand, please wait for a while,

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