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... she was a close "thug".

Because of this horse thief, she heard at least five languages, and she could not understand one of them except Chinese.

The Chinese, the Huns, Lu Shuihu, the slang, the slang, the composition of the horse thief are very complicated, and they even use different languages. In this case, He Mulan wants to find out what news, really It's heaven and earth.

It was not until this time that He Mulan realized that what she had imagined before was too optimis ...

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