Drafting Fusheng
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Rain and blood meander into a river. The mountain wind sounded in my ears, and a sound of "Asu!" Seemed to come from the sky. He reluctantly opened his eyes and saw Yan Yun, dressed in white, turning his hand and wiping the swordsman's neck with his sword. He jumped up and chased after Asu. The lightning behind him was dancing like a silver snake, his clothes were fluttering, he was holding a long sword, and his face was full of anxiety. Asu felt strangely that this scene was so familiar, as if he had seen it before somewhere. It wasn't until Yan Yun's warm hands hugged her that her stubborn tears flowed out. The corners of his mouth curled up, and he thought to himself: "There will be no injustice in this life." When I woke up, I saw myself growing well in the soil.
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