
About This Novel
The mountains seem miserable for thousands of miles, and I think that everything has changed over time. A dose of soreness in the heart, no need to worry, no worries, drink Chopin wine again. There are poor bandits scattered in the world, and a handful of fallen flowers float on their heads. There are countless people in his eyes, who want to take revenge but have no revenge, just relying on the mountain tower.
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