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... you the name of 韶, that is, I hope you will be like a scorpion, and bring a good fortune to Dachen," Acer sighed. "Look at you from a small prince who grows into a prince." How is it unhappy in the heart of the Father? It’s just that the emperor of Dachen is thinking about Jiangshan. Although he is emperor, he can do everything without his heart. I hope that your brothers can protect each other. The mother is bitter."

"Father of the Emperor..." Jing Hao raised his head, and his eyes were ...

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