[Copywriting] There are thousands of troops outside the city, and one person is leading them. He has a sinister gaze and is sure to win. He stood under the city gate with a knife in hand, blocking her behind him. Ye Xiruo's voice trembled: "It's not worth it." His broad back seemed to have the power of the mountains, and he smiled softly: "It's worth it for you." Walking and walking, floating like duckweed. Walking, walking, walking, knowing that my heart has stopped.
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