C82 Flowers Bloom and Wane Empty of the Moon

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Cold Golden Ni-Lions, turned red by the waves, lazily comb their hair. Ren Baoxian full of dust, the sun curtain hook. He was afraid that if he were to part with something, he would be able to rest for a long time. Newcomer thin, not dry, not sad autumn. Resting. Even if he went back, it would be difficult to stay after a million trials in the "Sun Pass". The Mausoleum of Books was far away