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The water came one after another---- and the women of the Black Wood Cliff suddenly raised their heads and looked around---- except for the light and shadow they emitted, its two cute puppies, Chubby and Late Autumn, and a tent ---- all emitting incomparably beautiful juice under the night sky, what was that juice, when she gently touched it with her hand, it turned out that their bodies were too cold, and the air in the night sky touched their bodies, giving the dampness that flowed......

The world is like a sea of suffering, the world is like a sea of blessings, and this endless road of cultivating immortals is like an exhibition of more and more beautiful paintings that are detached from the worldly scenery one after another---- as soon as the wind blows, in addition to the scroll of the little stubborn donkey, the whole beautiful picture scroll is unveiled layer by layer......

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Every time a new page is opened, the hearts of the women of Blackwood Cliff will have more fairy energy that the people of Blackwood Cliff can't touch...... The woman of the Black Wood Cliff was fascinated by the kind of fairy aura that did not eat the fireworks of the world---- like a layer of graceful clear mist, and the layers of immortal qi that hit her lungs hit the endless soul hut in her chest: the small house was locked with some mysterious things that the people of the Black Wood Cliff could not imagine in their lives, and the existence of that small room made the women of the Black Wood Cliff more and more light but more persistent in cultivating immortals: the more despised things fluttered coldly---- always attacked by their own ethereal beauty, The more the woman in the Black Wood Cliff loves Bao'er, Qiao'er, Chubby, Late Autumn, and the tent with herself---- Hey, there should always be some happiness that can be seen and touched before this little woman who cultivates immortals can't help but stop......

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On the slope of the clear spirit, there was a sudden sound of plum blossoms touching the dream of the wind...... The little woman of the Black Wood Cliff seemed to sense a hint of wind, hypnotizing her idea of cultivating immortals---- urging her beauty to fall asleep quickly......

The woman of the Black Wood Cliff realized that the spirit was swaying, and suddenly straightened up ---- put down the beautiful tent that was laying the foundation, and suddenly it found that the tent was gently rising out of its little feet under the blowing of a gust of wind, and the little feet were like a cold little order, escaping into her hallucination, calling her, beating her---- like a line of poetry chasing her, and "Kong'er!Kong'er!" and called her cold nickname. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

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