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This year, the young man's lantern flew to the other side of the years, illuminating the way home for people of that era, and at the same time shattering the stable livelihood of more than ten years.
Climbing high is not high, and looking far is not far. Why not ride on the wind and cross the Xiangjiang River with a reed.
"Master, are there really gods in this world?"
The clear young man asked his question. He wanted to go out and see if there were immortals in this world.
