The story of Tang Wulin, the favored son of heaven, and Leng Xiaoyang, the messenger of the abyss
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The white-haired young man's tattered robes were stained with blood, and the original exquisiteness could be seen. The young man held his sword, lowered his head and laughed slowly,
": Is it worth it? He doesn't even know what you did! I can't help you a few times." The old man holding the wine flask flashed with regret in his eyes. He slowly drank the wine in the flask, and the crimson light suddenly lit up and healed the wound.
": His smile is more suitable." Who makes him my favorite. Thinking of that person's figure, the young man walked more and more briskly.
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": Ahhh!" The blue-haired young man's eyes were full of sorrow, and big blood drops fell from his face. His breath surged, and everything around him seemed to be crumbling. It took a long time to calm down, but he didn't want to laugh since then.
Intention: joy of life