When it is ugly, it is cold;

In the year of heavy fog and water vapor splashing frost and snow, in this season when the big fish is swimming, there is a young man with a lantern looking far away, there is no brilliance or flickering spots in his eyes, he laughs, the strength is soft to full of desolation;

He woke up, for about a long time, and did not speak, lonely and handsome.

Perhaps, this is a ball of harmony;

The boy smiled slightly, his mood was faint but unharmed, in fact he did not understand, but somehow he had already received the answer, perhaps, too quiet, too much thinking: different from what he expected,......

"Dao Fusheng" is absurd Chapter 67 The gentleman is invited to hit the hand, please wait a moment,

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