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Falling in love in the world of mortals, a tangled relationship. My love, do you understand? There are endless conspiracies and conspiracies, and one unbelievable thing happens one after another. Headless gods, peeling off skin and changing faces, shocking scenes impact your vision. Yujian Jianghu has a life of love and sorrow. Whose sorrow is carried in the prosperous age?

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"In the death row of Huizhou Prefecture in the late Qing Dynasty, several prisoners were sitting on the ground and whispering. At this time, an old jailer came in. He was indeed very old. His eyes were sunk deeply into their sockets, revealing two dark holes. This man was not only old, but also blind and childless. It was for this reason that he came to work in this death row. He moved forward almost carefully, taking out the food and placing it in front of the cell door. Most of them were extremely evil people, but he was about to die and had no intention of embarrassment for a blind old jailer. Just as he groped tremblingly to the last cell and was about to put down the food, suddenly, a withered arm stretched out from the cell. He grabbed him tightly. He was so frightened that he knocked the porridge to the ground and immediately knelt down. The death row prisoner held his arm tightly, stuffed a book into his arms and said, "You can get a thousand taels if you take this book out and sell it." "The old jailer's voice couldn't help but tremble. "Silver? "No, gold..."