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Shanglian: A touch of gold wind blows cold in the moon. </b>
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Author: Ming Wang Fengxian
The first time the golden wind was welled, it was the late onset of illness.
The two places were hanging in a mirror of sorrow, and Jiu Qiuxin hated both eyebrows.
Long time empty chant snow joint fang sentence, every recall the time to pick the lamp to teach together.
Sai Yan has returned to the book has not yet arrived, and Jiangcheng cold moon takes care of each other.
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