Lan Shan Chao
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Content introduction: A whirling grass, a fairy tale. Ah Chu shook and shook, until he reached the foot of Buzhou Mountain, reached the end of Qingping, and reached the side of Feichuan, the girl in the aqua blue dress... Lanshan is a man of grass and trees that has not been seen in thousands of years, the little master of the world of spiritual plants. By chance, he became the burial elixir that the ancient Qiongfeng God, the owner of Buzhou Mountain, was searching for. The Fengling Bridge is cold and the Zhijiang River is cold. As mortals, they have loved and hated each other in this life, but they have finally come to an end. The mountains are falling, and the Feichuan River is crying blood. In this life, he converted to Buddhism and traveled through the mountains of the ten realms, just for a Fenghua Jue on her forehead... He cut off her skin and bones, and he pushed her down to the corpse gate hell with his own hands, and then broke his true heart. He was never a god, he was always a madman. Into a deep sleep, the wine is sluggish. The celadon is cracked and the road is gone... Only the sound of wind, water rising, leaves falling, candles extinguished...
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