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Preface to Tokyo Dream China
"Fourth, Master Chu, you'd better hand over that thing, otherwise, the next one will be yours. I heard that you have two sons, one is fifteen." In the dark courtyard, there is no light, but a thin figure is faintly visible, such as a javelin standing in the wilderness. "Ah," the shadow heard the sigh, but his body was motionless. For a moment, the old voice rang again. "I have been wandering the Jianghu for decades, and I asked myself if I had done something shameful before I died, but …
You can take the things, but, little brother, I have an uninvited one ... ""No need, I can only tell you that things start from the inside "is still the kind of appearance that is neither eager nor hot. "Ah, the mole, haha, actually I hope you will let go of the only son of this family." "Can't" "… I missed Chutianyuan for decades, and I didn't feel guilty about it. On my deathbed, I turned against the benefactor, hahaha ……" The voice was unspeakable sad and sour. Shadow for a stay, seems to feel something. For a moment, slowly through the door and push in, the room is not big, a bed, a table, a boy of 1.23 meters still staring at him, although it is opaque, the shadow is one leng, that kind of momentum, that look, in addition to the leader, no, not only that, the child clearly can't martial arts, why, the shadow shape is micro ...
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