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Thousands of miles of clouds, immediately sword door closed. The chaotic mountains are extremely dazzling, and the straight north is Chang'an. People have suffered for a hundred years, ghosts cry trilateral strikers, and the heavenly path should be long overdue. Handwritten left tun playing, Jiong Jiong inch heart Dan. To the green light

author:Ma Helin, the lord of the Hall of Words

Miles of clouds,

Immediately the sword door is closed.

The chaotic mountains are boundless,

To the north is Chang'an.

Man has suffered for a hundred years,

Ghost Cry Trilateral Dysprosium,

The way of heaven should be long gone.

Handwritten left tun,

Jiong Jiong inch heart Dan.

To the green lantern,

Scratch your gray hair,

Leaky sound.

The old man has not yet done it,

But idle.

Meiling Green Yin Qingzi,

Pujian Qingquan White Stone,

Blame me for the old league cold.

Beacon Christmas Eve,

Dream to the home mountain.

Thousands of miles of clouds, immediately sword door closed. The chaotic mountains are extremely dazzling, and the straight north is Chang'an. People have suffered for a hundred years, ghosts cry trilateral strikers, and the heavenly path should be long overdue. Handwritten left tun playing, Jiong Jiong inch heart Dan. To the green light

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