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... ght: "I think so. But what's the problem?"

Qi Shejiang said: "The introduction of Shiro, a single sentence is okay, but you ponder the content, Jin Jingsuo Indus, inferred from this word, it was autumn."

Liu Qing nodded: "That's right."

Qi Shejiang: "But after you listen, Princess Iron Mirror sings the four Xipi shakeboards, and you'll hit them."

He sang loudly. The role of Princess Iron Mirror originally required singing skills, and the rocker's requirements for the ...

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