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... rranged in the palace prepared by the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, the figure of the Asian night came in from the door. Ya night took a towel from the side of the washbasin rack, gently rubbed the dust on his body, and then hung the towel aside, and then sat down on the chair and sat down.
"Is it connected?" asked Ito’s head, which was finishing the book, not raising his head.
"Contacted, but he was a little hesitant." Ya night looked at his eyes, Ito Cheng, said with a hesitant la ...
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