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... >Finally arrived at the door of the firewood house, the calm and calm Murong like a little can not wait, the guards just opened the lock, she pushed forward with full expectation.
I saw that in the wood-panelled house filled with dry wood, a smudge of ice-blue figure lingered in the thatched pile, petite, thin as if the wind would blow away.
"Oh, I know it is dizzy." It’s too cold, "Come on, come and wake her up."
The guards immediately took a bucket of water and Murong was ...
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