I really am the vill
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author: A history of love be
A cultivator walked with a sword, instantly traveling tens of thousands of miles.,White clouds drift on the peak, with mist swirling around.,On both sides, the trees were laden with vibrant fruits. Even a single fruit plucked from them would be fiercely coveted by ordinary people, causing them to fight tooth and nail for it.。