In a hurry, the details will be added later, and the total number is about fifteen thousand;

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The drizzle continued, the young man was stiffly snorting in the snow, the rustling sound was continuous, Xuan Chan was wearing a felt and a velvet hat next to the firewood pile, and he looked a little sleepy, and there was a feeling of soreness in his stiff limbs, and the broken hair was stuck together, and the curved appearance led the water droplets to fall into the mud, and the emaciated body looked a little haggard, and his face was probably that he had not slept for a long time, and he had no energy.

It's been a long time, but I don't know when it is;

The greenrobe coughed softly, and the distant bell slowly followed the vegetated hillside, slowly and swaying, and the nearby pond ......

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