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Love always meets the ancient road, every year is tender and beautiful... Love and hate are heartbreaking, I hate the sword fairy... "Hiccup~ um~ good wine! Good wine! Hahahaha! It's so enjoyable! It's so enjoyable! Drinking wine from the red world is better than being an immortal in the mortal world. Carrying the sword, the wind and dust rise, and swinging the sword for nine days! Hahahahaha~~ Comfortable." A drunkard was lying on the big rock. The drunkard was still mumbling words while sleeping, and there were still tears in the corners of his eyes...