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Nalan smoke can be imagined. After she learned of her death, how old is her old father?
How sad is his brother?
Nalan's body was also a little trembling. He slowly raised his head and his eyes fell on the wind.
His throat rolled a few times, and he wanted to ask something, and he couldn't say anything at a time.
No one can bear to break the joy of warmth at this time.
The wind had already gone to the front of Nalan, and she raised her hand and lift ...
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