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The sun in the west still showed half of its face, hanging on the mountains in the distance, as if it was reluctant to leave. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, on the maple tree in front of the "Zuiyue Tower", the full crown of maple leaves became more and more dazzling red, like fire. With the wind, the branches and leaves swayed, and countless maple leaves flew into the sky at this moment, flying all over the sky. Qingmei, the shopkeeper of "Zuiyue Tower", leaned against the window railing, looking at the flying red leaves outside the window, but her hands were not idle. Two copper coins were spinning up and down around her fingers. The yellow copper coins were tumbling and jumping between her white fingers, like a living elf. They neither made a sound nor could they escape the control of her five fingers. "A bowl of porridge, two pieces of cake." Said an old voice behind him. Qingmei didn't need to turn around to figure out who was speaking. It was an old couple.

Jiang Xiaolu, a cold and dazzling general, received a mission from His Highness one day - he was going to practice, and she had to follow him into thousands of small worlds to protect him. By the way, protection is protection, so why are you starting to do anything? ? Jiang Xiaolu: Move your mouth away! ! Your Highness: Lulu is so fierce...