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... the palace are like a few cliffs, and the clouds are misty in the rain.
The red robe people walked slowly, silently and brightly.
Three arrows were suddenly shot on the wall, and the red robe did not shoot. The arrow lost its direction in the rain and was swallowed up by a giant beast named Dark.
The red robe raised his head.
Between the electric and the flint, the eyes were drawn with a gaze, and the wall masters were shaken.
Sword!
Constantly sucking, ...
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