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... chessboard slowly turned, and every time it turned, it stripped a trace of gas.
Each piece of gas fell into the chessboard, and a sound of sky sounded, crisp and pleasant, refreshing, like a rain hitting a banana, like a pearl falling on a jade plate.
Fang Qingshan fell and sat, his mind was clear, the ancient well was not waved, his eyes seemed to be unopened, he seemed closed, hesitant, he wandered too far, like sleeping but not sleeping, as if he was awake but not awake, he coul ...
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