Walnut Story
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On a moonlit night, at the foot of Daliang Mountain, a gust of cold wind blew by, and there was the sound of rapid horse hooves. A black-clad horseman took the lead, leaning tightly on the horse's back, the horse's hooves galloping without hesitation, and its skirts dancing wildly. Following closely behind was an ordinary carriage. Although the carriage is old, it is full of sachets and jade pendants. If you look carefully, you can vaguely see the traces of its former splendor. "Oh, slow down, slow down, it hurts me to death." A wailing sound came from the carriage. The car was going very fast, and the black shadow disappeared in an instant, but those words still echoed in the air. "Master, hold on, the genius doctor Liu Yishou said that you must find the blue ice lotus on the cliff in the extreme west of Daliang Mountain to cure your leg injury." The man in black in front turned back to the carriage and said loudly.
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