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"Have you really killed many people?" Uncle Xu asked.
——There was a moment of silence in the air.
After silence, Fang said sadly: "There is only one - barren mountain, midnight, I, alone, twelve years old, killed him, shed a lot of blood." The voice was low.
"... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked." Uncle Xu apologized immediately.
Xiaoliu shook his head: "It's okay, we are partners."
After a pause, he said again: "Let me warm up, it's winter." He shrank.
Uncle Xu stretched out his arm to hug him. Xiao Liu was not cold now, but the memory was too cold and uncomfortable.
The two of them were huddled together, and Uncle Xu suddenly saw the golden sunlight reflecting on the wall opposite.
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[One sentence introduction: The sad swordsman and his weapon that prohibits women from getting close to each other]
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