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Saying that, she wiped her eyes with her sleeve, looking sad yet strong.,Seeing her outfit, Li Yuanming twitched the corner of his mouth, "Zuo Zuo, you were born to be poor, you have no luck with money, give up, don't think about it anymore.",If the Daoist temple wasn't on the verge of collapsing, he wouldn't have been willing to let his junior disciple leave.。

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