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... iu suddenly said.
The two of them stood at the summit of Shiping Mountain, watching the snowflakes flutter down.
The river that flowed through Tong Xuan Gate had also frozen over quite a bit.
“Every time winter arrives, I just want to sleep,” Jiang Liyan yawned. “I can never seem to wake up fully.”
“You could try Daoist meditative concentration,” Wei Dongliu suggested.
“Meditative concentration? I’m enjoying the tranquility of sleep, okay?” Jiang Liyan sai ...
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