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Feng Ling was standing in several crystal counters inside, looking at the sealed exhibits that were forbidden to touch. When he saw a knife engraved with ancient Indian textures, he looked down at the writing on the side of the knife. Kind of description.
Feng Ling looked right into her head. A bottle of water was suddenly handed over. When she looked back, she saw Li Nanheng standing next to her. With a slight glance at the knife, she asked: "Like?"
"Well, but this kind of knif ...
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