
Slime in the World
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A sword and a sword travel across the rivers and lakes, and eternal love and sorrow are brewed in a pot of wine. Two feet traverse the worldly road, with the sky as the cover and the earth as the furnace. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and people are the rivers and lakes. Nan Hang was thinking Then why am I a slime...
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