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- Chapter 256 One Sword
With a "ding" sound, the sword tips of the two swords collided together. Jiang Nanyun's body remained motionless, and the Frost Sword bent like a bow and arrow.
The bending of the frost sword removed all the force of Fan Xutong's thrust. Once the sword's power was exhausted, the frost sword straightened again, forming an elastic force.
Fan Xutong only felt a huge force coming from the sword, penetrating into his meridians through the sword body. He couldn't help but retreat, and his internal strength stagnated. He was a little confused by the impact, and almost collapsed.
He was secretly frightened, gritted his teeth, controlled his body shape, and changed his steps to relieve the force.
Jiang Nanyun's body swayed, following him like a shadow, and he raised the Frost Sword, as fast as lightning. Fan Xutong was retreating, his internal strength was sluggish, and he wanted to resist, but he was unable to keep up with the sword. Long sword.
The Frost Sword turned into a bolt of lightning, forming an arc, which was extremely magnificent. It passed across his chest diagonally, like half a bright moon hitting it.
"Ah¡ª¡ª!" Fan Xutong's face turned red and he roared angrily. He roared with all his heart. In an instant, his figure suddenly grew in size.
He swung his right arm as fast as lightning, holding his long sword in front of his chest.
"Dang", with the crisp sound of gold and iron, his long sword broke into two, the tip of the sword fell to the ground, and the hilt was still held in his hand.
His right hand holding the sword was trembling, and half of the sword seemed to fall off at any time, but he gritted his teeth and held it tightly.
At the tiger's mouth, a trace of blood flowed down the hilt of the sword to the apricot-yellow sword tassel, sliding down and dripping to the ground.
When the old man saw it, his brows suddenly tightened and he was surprised.
He certainly understands the martial arts of the leader. Although he is young, he is very talented. Among the Donghai Sect, although he is not the first, he is still among the top five.
With such martial arts, she couldn't catch Jiang Nanyun's move. This woman's martial arts is really shocking and unbelievable.
¡°Besides, she is so young and has such profound skills. How did she develop it? !
Thinking of this, he looked at Xiao Yuesheng, and saw that Xiao Yuesheng's face was calm and unfazed, as if he had expected it, and he felt even more fearful. If the disciple is like this, then as a master, isn't he higher?
But according to his own observation, Xiao Yihan doesn't look like he knows martial arts. His eyes are not bright, his movements are floating, and he doesn't have the composure of a martial arts practitioner.
Suddenly a bold idea came to his mind: Could this Xiao Yihan have lost his martial arts? !
For a long time, there was no news about Xiao Yihan in the martial arts world, and no one heard of him taking action. It is said that he suddenly went into seclusion a while ago, and now he appears again.
Why did you suddenly live in seclusion? Perhaps it was because you got carried away while practicing kung fu and had to retreat bravely.
Thinking about this, he couldn't help but feel a wave of excitement in his heart, and a bold idea came to him. If Xiao Yihan could be defeated, it would be a great opportunity for the Donghai Sect to become famous. , spread all over the world, it is not comparable to ordinary masters.
"Good swordsmanship!" Fan Xutong smiled bitterly, took two deep breaths, and looked down at his cracked tiger's mouth.
He never expected that he would be defeated so miserably this time. Although he knew that Jiang Nanyun was a master of martial arts and valued him very much, he never expected that he could not catch a single move. This was a huge blow to him.
He was thinking in his heart, how did this girl Jiang Nan Yun practice her internal strength? She was so young, but her internal strength was astonishing and overwhelming. It was really unbelievable.
"Master Fan, I accept the concession!" Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, returning the frost sword to its sheath. His movements were neat and elegant, and he looked at him with bright eyes.
Fan Xutong looked at the half-length sword in his hand, shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "What a fast sword!"
"Does Master Fan mind if the little girl takes advantage of the sword and wins without using force?" Jiang Nanyun said with a smile.
She was wearing a white gauze, and her jade face was looming, so her expression could not be seen clearly, but through her touching black eyebrows and watery bright eyes, one could get a glimpse of it.
Jiang Nanyun's bright eyes, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, blinked. Fan Xutong looked at each other, feeling a little embarrassed. He snorted and said lightly: "Gang Leader Jiang doesn't have to cover up for me. If you lose, you will lose. Even if you don't use the right method, you will lose." Sword, I am no match for you, I just need to hold on for a few more moves!"
He knew in his heart that even if Jiang Nanyun was not using a sword, he might not be able to do it if he persisted in a few more moves. Such an incredibly fast sword technique would be impossible to restrain.
"Giggles, Master Fan has a great mind, and I admire him!" Jiang Nanyun gave a sweet laugh, which was like a silver bell ringing in the air.
"Don't worry, the Donghai Sect will be the next to assassinate Gang Leader Pan!" Fan Xutong said slowly, with a very important word.
"Thank you very much!" Jiang Nanyun clasped his fists and smiled, turned to look at the master, and saw a trace of impatience in the master's eyes, and said: "Since the matter is over, we won't disturb you anymore!"
"It's a rare visit, why not stay a few more days?" Fan Xutong waved his hands hurriedly and said with a smile: "Maybe we will find out the truth soon!"
"There are a lot of things to do, so we can't delay them. Let's talk about it another day." Jiangnan Yunzhen shook his head and said with a smile. His eyes seemed to have turned into moon buds. If there were two eyes of autumn water, the light would flash and move people's hearts.
"Wait a minute!" The old man suddenly raised his hand and said in a deep voice.
Although he has a pale appearance, his voice is strong and strong, like the voice of a burly and majestic man. His eyes are bright and shining, staring at Xiao Yuesheng.
"What does the old gentleman have to say?" Jiangnan Yun looked at the old man with bright eyes.
"I'm not talented. I know how to do a few crops. I have to meet Daxia Xiao today and my hands are really itchy. How about we learn a few tricks?" The old man said slowly, his eyes fixed on Xiao Yuesheng, his eyes were aggressive and slightly provocative. meaning.
Xiao Yuesheng frowned and glanced at him. He was really too lazy to pay attention and said lightly: "It's better to let it go. If there is a chance another day, it won't be too late to discuss it again."
Those are words of evasion, and anyone with a discerning eye will know it as soon as they hear it.
The old man shook his head: "Xiao Daxia, let's wait for another day. Come on, let's get started!"
After saying that, he came to the field and pulled out the long sword from his waist. The long sword was cold and cold, and it was obviously a sword.
Jiang Nanyun glanced at it. Although the old man's sword was not as good as his frost sword, judging from its cold air, it was obvious that it was like blowing hair and cutting off hair, and cutting iron like mud.
She looked at such a sword with greed, and turned her bright eyes to look at Xiao Yuesheng. After hesitating for a moment, she finally couldn't help it, and used the technique of transmitting sounds into secrets, and said in a low voice: "Master, his sword is not bad, why not win it back? !¡±
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, glared at him, moved her lips slightly, and snorted: "When will you change your greedy habits?!"
Jiang Nanyun was not afraid, he chuckled in a low voice, his bright eyes flashed, and he said in a tired voice: "Master, this magic weapon is extremely powerful. I want to win it back and give it to Yuwan!"
She did not use the sound transmission to enter the secret, but said it directly, covering her mouth with her little hands, giggling, the branches trembling, and her expression was seductive.
Fan Xutong and the old man heard clearly. They were both smart people. Seeing Jiang Nanyun glance at the long sword in the old man's hand from time to time, they understood even more clearly.
The old man gritted his teeth and took a closer look at Xiao Yuesheng. The more he looked at him, the more he felt that he did not know martial arts and had lost all his internal strength. Although it was a bit risky, he finally gritted his teeth. The greater the risk, the greater the reward. For the prestige of the Donghai Sect, he would fight hard. Bundle!
Thinking of this, he slowly raised the long sword and turned it slightly to one side. The long sword reflected the sunlight and gave off a cold light, making it even more cold.
He turned his wrist and turned the long sword, and said slowly: "Xiao Daxia, Gang Leader Jiang, use this sword as a bet. If the old man loses, this Snow Dragon Sword will return to Gang Leader Jiang How about it!?"
"Really?!" Jiangnan Yunming's eyes glowed with joy, and he asked eagerly.
"Absolutely nothing!" The old man nodded heavily and said in a deep voice.
Jiang Nanyun turned his head and looked at Xiao Yuesheng eagerly, and said anxiously: "Master¡ª¡ªFather¡ª¡ª!"
Xiao Yuesheng glared at her angrily. He was really helpless towards this eldest disciple. He said she was greedy, but it was not for himself.
"Well, let's discuss it." Xiao Yuesheng frowned slightly and nodded lightly.
I felt really uncomfortable, as if I was tempted by the sword, so I agreed to take action, but then I thought about it, it was indeed the case. If it weren't for the sake of the eldest disciple, I would be too lazy to pay attention to the old man's challenge.
¡°Okay, please¡ª!¡± the old man shouted loudly, flying to the center of the field with a sneer on his lips.
Xiao Yuesheng said slowly: "I can't take advantage. Let's just say I make one move. If the old gentleman can catch it, I will be considered defeated!"
"Huh -?!" The old man suddenly glared, his eyes were gleaming with cold light, and his face was unhappy. Xiao Yuesheng's words were too deceiving, as if he couldn't catch a single move. Even if he was in trouble, could he still not catch a single move? What a joke!
"Okay, then I will agree on behalf of my third uncle!" Fan Xutong nodded hurriedly.
He just started and couldn't even catch Jiang Nanyun's move. If the apprentice is like this, wouldn't the master be even more terrifying? In my heart, I was even more afraid of Xiao Yuesheng.
Although it is strange that the third uncle suddenly went crazy and challenged him, as an elder and as the leader, he cannot refute his face. Although he cannot stop it,With such favorable conditions, I naturally agreed quickly.
"Okay -!" The old man nodded slowly, glanced sideways at Fan Xutong, and complained that he had no confidence in himself for agreeing on his behalf. However, this was not the time to make a family scandal, so he turned to Xiao Yuesheng and said: " I want to take a look at Xiao Daxia Swordsmanship!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and stretched out his right hand. Jiang Nanyun immediately unsheathed his sword and handed the sword hilt to his master with a cold light flashing.
"Please¡ª!" Xiao Yuesheng said slowly, taking two steps forward and approaching the old man.
The old man stepped back, holding his long sword in front of him. He was on guard, and his internal energy was arousing to the level of 100%, ready to receive Xiao Yuesheng's thunder blow.
"Look at the sword!" Xiao Yuesheng shouted in a deep voice. Suddenly, a ball of silver flowers bloomed, like a firework shooting into the air. First there was just a little silver light, and then the silver light turned into a silver pear flower, with brilliant silver light. The pear blossoms grew bigger and bigger, covering the old man in them.
It seems slow, but from the time the silver light appears to when it covers the old man, it only takes a moment, and it is impossible to guard against it.
"Ding ding ding ding" The continuous crisp sound is endless, like rain hitting banana trees, it is indescribably beautiful and sweet.
The figure of Xiao Jing retreated violently, waving his long sword while retreating, dancing into a ball of light curtain, protecting himself in front of him, resisting the huge silver flowers.
"Dang" a clear sound sounded, and the old man's retreating figure suddenly stopped and stood blankly in the field, his whole body stiff and motionless.
In front of his throat, Xiao Yuesheng's frost sword was quietly pressing against it. Although it did not touch it, from a distance, he could already feel the coldness, passing through his throat. His whole body felt like falling into an ice cellar, and it was difficult to control himself.
"Old sir, give in!" Xiao Yuesheng withdrew his sword and handed it back. Jiang Nanyun raised his hand to catch the Frost Sword, put it back into its sheath, and stood quietly behind him, looking at the two people opposite him with bright eyes. .
"I lost!" The old man nodded, his face was pale, without a trace of blood, and his face was still a bit frightened.
Xiao Yuesheng saw through his original thoughts at a glance. He was annoyed that he was greedy and deliberately used such a powerful and powerful sword move. The sword light was like a torrential river, endless and vast, giving people a huge impact.
The old man had never seen such swordsmanship in his life. When he first encountered it, although he remained unchanged in response to all changes and danced together, the speed of his swordsmanship could not be compared with that of Xiao Yuesheng. He only blocked four or five swords. He was defeated and had no power to fight back.
He deeply experienced the feeling of an earthworm shaking a tree and a mantis blocking a car. A deep sense of powerlessness arose from the bottom of his heart, and he no longer had the courage to draw a sword with Xiao Yue.
He hesitated for a moment, looked at the cold sword in his hand, and showed a look of reluctance. After a moment, he gritted his teeth, untied the scabbard, put the sword into its sheath, slowly bent down, and put the sword and sheath together. The ground beneath your feet.
This was obviously a sign of taking off the long sword and losing it to Jiang Nanyun, without any sign of denial.
Jiangnan Yun smiled and raised her right hand. The sword and sheath moved at the same time. They flew up leisurely, as if they had wings, and flew to her right hand.
This ability to capture objects from the air immediately shocked Fan Xutong and the old man. Such internal power is only a legend. In today's martial arts, no one has heard of such internal power. Even if it is as powerful as Master Fang Zheng of Shaolin, I am afraid Can't do it either.
The two of them looked pale and looked at each other with wry smiles. Facing these two masters and disciples, it would be useless even if the Donghai Sect came out in force.
Jiang Nanyun¡¯s display of inner strength was not a deliberate show off, but had a profound meaning. It was a reminder to the two of them not to jump over the wall in a hurry, as it was a deterrent.
"Master Fan, if you have any news, you can go to Guanyun Villa outside Lin'an City. We will live there. Don't let us get bored" Jiang Nanyun said softly, looking at him with a smile. meaning.
"Don't worry, Gang Leader Jiang, everyone in our department will go all out!" Fan Xutong was disturbed by her smiling look, he hurriedly clasped his fists and said helplessly.
"That would be the best!" Jiang Nanyun smiled sweetly, glanced at the two of them, and said softly: "Then Master and I will be waiting for your good news"
After saying that, Xiao Yuesheng put his arm around Jiang Nanyun's waist. The two of them swayed and disappeared immediately. Fan Xutong hurriedly opened his eyes and looked around, but there was no one there, as if the two of them had disappeared from the ground.
"Alas" As soon as the two of them disappeared, the old man relaxed, let out a long sigh, and slowly sat down on the ground. His face was decadent and gray, as if he had aged for more than ten years at once, and the wrinkles on his face had also changed. Much deeper.
"Third uncle, Xiao Yihan really deserves his reputation!" Fan Xutong also sat down, directly on the green bricks, shook his head, and said with emotion: "At first, I thought it was someone outside who was deliberately exaggerating."??! "
"If you don't experience Xiao Yihan's swordsmanship personally, you will never know how terrifying it is!" The old man shook his head, looked sluggish, and said with a wry smile.
Fan Xutong remembered the fight with Jiang Nanyun and shook his head vigorously. He didn't want to think about it anymore, and sighed with lingering fear: "Third uncle, Jiang Nanyun's martial arts is also amazing. In my opinion, I'm afraid he is better than his master." Got it!"
"You are wrong!" The old man waved his hand feebly and looked down at his waist. The original sword he loved had now disappeared, as if an organ in his body had been removed. He felt unspeakably distressed and distressed. awkward.
"Third uncle, please give me some advice!" Fan Xutong said hurriedly. This third uncle's martial arts is very high, and he is no match for him.
The old man said slowly: "In my opinion, Jiang Nanyun's martial arts is still far behind his master Xiao Yihan!"
¡°Oh¡ª¡ª?¡± Fan Xutong didn¡¯t believe it, although his third uncle always spoke with evidence and would not talk nonsense.
The old man sighed leisurely, raised his head, looked up at the sky, and sighed quietly: "You can't understand the breadth and depth of Xiao Yihan's swordsmanship without personally experiencing it I think Jiang Nanyun's swordsmanship is better than other swordsmanship." In general, it is a little more ruthless and a little less upright, but it is not the king's way after all, and Xiao Yihan's swordsmanship is as majestic as a mountain, as broad as a silver man in the starry sky, which will make people irresistible. "
"So powerful?!" Fan Xutong's expression changed slightly.
"We used to sit in a well and look at the sky!" The old man stood up, patted the soil behind him, looked up to the sky and let out a loud laugh: "Well, it's not a waste of time to be able to see such a gorgeous and powerful swordsmanship. Suffer!"
Fan Xutong looked at his third uncle with some worry. Could it be that he got something and went crazy? He couldn't withstand even one move. It was indeed a huge blow.
Seeing Fan Xutong looking at him worriedly, the old man waved his hand and said: "Go ahead, don't worry about me, let me think about it here and see if I can recall Xiao Yuesheng's sword technique just now!"
Fan Xutong immediately perked up, his eyes brightened, he clapped his hands hard, nodded quickly and said: "Okay, my nephew will leave immediately. Third uncle, please think about it carefully!"
Having said that, he performed Qing Kung and left in a hurry. This third uncle of his was a gifted man. He was a rare talent from the East China Sea School in a hundred years. Not only was he extremely talented, he also had a powerful memory. He could master swordsmanship as soon as he learned it, just by watching others perform it. After two times, you can remember 7788.
The sword technique Xiao Yihan performed just now was so exquisite. Even if he didn't understand his mental skills for wielding a sword, just its shape was already extremely powerful.
Although Xiao Yuesheng and Jiang Nanyun disappeared from the sight of Fan Xutong and Fan Xutong, they did not go far away. Instead, they chose a hidden place to hide in order to listen to what the two said in order to know the truth of the matter and whether the assassination of Pan Hou was true. has nothing to do with the East China Sea Sect.
The master and apprentice stood close together, hiding behind the building, listening carefully.
When he heard Fan Xutong say that Jiang Nanyun's martial arts was already better than his own, Xiao Yuesheng cast a sidelong glance at Jiang Nanyun.
Jiang Nanyun lowered his head in embarrassment and lowered his eyebrows, knowing that his master was dissatisfied that his martial arts skills were too low and he could not inherit his mantle.
At the end, when he heard that the old man wanted to restore Xiao Yuesheng's sword technique, Jiang Nanyun shook his head and shook his head slightly, with a smile on his eyebrows.
She secretly sighed in her heart, this old man is asking for trouble. The master's sword skills are all exquisite in the use of mind and strength. Without the master's personal guidance, others, even if they are a hundred times smarter, will not be able to master its profoundness. Guess its subtlety.
The Beggar Clan¡¯s dog-beating stick technique is passed down from word to mouth, without formulas to supplement it, and only the moves are used, which is useless. The martial arts of Guanyun Villa are also similar.
"Master, let's come over and have a look after a while. Maybe this old gentleman is so smart that he can really recreate a sword!" Jiang Nanyun said in a low voice, and glanced at the people in the square over there who were thinking hard. old man.
"Yeah, that's fine." Xiao Yuesheng nodded, and he was very curious in his heart. There are countless strange people in the world, maybe they can really restore his own sword.
The two of them had just arrived at Guanyun Villa, but they found that the Villa was empty. Except for Mr. and Mrs. Fu, who were the gatekeepers, Liu Jing and Xiao He were not there.
¡°Master¡¯s wife always likes to stay in the villa, why is she missing?¡± Jiang Nanyun asked curiously, and in a blink of an eye, she had already circled the villa.
Xiao Yuesheng flew up to the top of Hanyan Pavilion, stood on it, looked down at the surroundings, and the ships on the West Lake were clearly visible.
"Well, it's on Miss Su's boat." Xiao Yuesheng pointed and landed calmly.
"Then let's go and join in the fun!" Jiang Nanyun took off the white gauze on his face and smiled with a beautiful face that was both happy and angry.??, said with a smile.
"You go ahead." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, swayed, and entered the Hanyan Pavilion, obviously not wanting to join in the fun with her.
Seeing this, Jiang Nanyun naturally did not dare to force himself. He stamped his lotus feet and floated out of the villa along the path.
With her Qinggong, she could pass through the entire villa in just a few clicks, but the villa was full of formations, and he couldn't cross it even if he wanted to.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT out of her Qimen Dunjia skills, because she has been busy with the affairs of the Qingping Villa and the Wuchang Gang, she has never been idle.
Originally, when she was staying on Guanyun Island, she had nothing to do, so she followed her master to learn Qimen Dunjia, so as not to be trapped by his master's formation all the time.
But she never thought that the art of Qimen Dunjia would be so difficult and profound that it would take only a short while to master it. Even if she was extremely smart and had a photographic memory, it would still be extremely difficult to learn. Compared with practicing martial arts, it was really difficult. several times.
She thought in her mind, her movements were extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, she came to the edge of the West Lake.
Several small boats were parked on the bank of the embankment, and the cables were tied to the willow trees by the lake. Jiang Nanyun jumped on one, and there was no wind. The boats swayed lightly and rushed towards the center of the lake.
There were several boatmen nearby. When they saw this situation, they just stared at Jiangnan Yun's northern shadow and kept looking at it, but they did not sigh in surprise. They were no longer surprised.
The boat sailed very fast, breaking through the waves, and in a blink of an eye, it came to Su Qingqing's side. Before it docked, it heard a clanking sound from above.
When she heard it, she couldn't help but startled. This was the sound of swords striking each other. Could it be that Song Mengjun and Su Qingqing were sparring in martial arts? !
But as she got closer, she discovered that there were not just the two of them on the boat, but several people standing together, which was quite lively.
She straightened up, rising from the boat, and stepped onto the painting.
At this time, the person on the painting was unaware. Her movements were exquisite, and the skills of others were far inferior to hers, so they could not notice it.
When she landed on the painting, the people next to her noticed.
She glanced around and smiled secretly, it was quite lively here.
On top of Huafang, in addition to Su Qingqing and Song Mengjun, there are also Liu Jing and Xiao He. In addition, Linghu Chong, Lin Pingzhi, and Yue Lingshan are also there.
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These two people are Su Qingqing and Linghu Chong.
Linghu Chong was dressed in a green shirt, and his movements were graceful and graceful, but his swordsmanship was not subtle, and every move he made seemed clumsy.
Su Qingqing is also wearing a green Luo shirt, simple and elegant, looking extremely beautiful, waving her long sword like a dance, but there is a faint murderous intention.
The Su family's swordsmanship is exquisite, and it is no lie. After Su Qingqing came, the movements became more graceful, as if the swordsmanship was not for killing people, but for dancing at banquets.
Liu Jing and Xiao He stood together, staring at the field, looking quite nervous, but the others looked relaxed and smiling.
Liu Jing and Xiao He noticed that Jiang Nan Yun fell on the painting, turned around to take a look, nodded, and quickly turned back to look back.
Jiang Nanyun swayed and appeared next to Liu Jing. Lin Pingzhi smelled the faint fragrance and turned around to see her. His handsome eyes lit up for a moment, then darkened again.
A graceful lady, a gentleman loves to show off, and Jiangnan Yun's unparalleled elegance will naturally attract the admiration of many men. Although she has many styles and changes, even when she smiles sweetly, she still reveals an aura that repels people thousands of miles away. flavor.
¡°Master¡¯s wife, why are they fighting?¡± Jiang Nanyun approached Liu Jing and asked in a low voice.
Liu Jing was wearing a Yuebai Luo shirt, exuding a holy aura, and whispered: "It's Miss Su who wants to see Mr. Linghu's sword skills!"
Jiang Nanyun nodded, smiled at Song Mengjun, and only nodded to Yue Lingshan. The two of them did not deal with each other and never resolved the issue.
"Nanyun, look, who among them will win?" Liu Jing turned to look at Jiang Nanyun and asked in a low voice, with a look of worry on her white jade-like face.
"Well, it should be Mr. Linghu" Jiang Nanyun pondered for a moment and said in a low voice.
"Alas" Liu Jing shook her head and sighed.
"However, Master Madam, if Mr. Linghu is a good person, he might lose on purpose." Jiang Nanyun glanced at Linghu Chong in the field, pursed his lips and smiled.
"That's right! Madam, don't worry!" Xiao He nodded vigorously and comforted in a low voice.
"It's just a discussion, Master. Sister Su won't take it too seriously, so why worry?" Jiang ??Yun pursed his lips and smiled, disapprovingly.
"Oh, they have a bet!" Liu Jing showed a wry smile, shook her head, and looked at the field.
Jiang Nanyun was startled for a moment, with a strange look on his beautiful face.
Is it possible that others are just like me and need a little stake when competing? ! Is there really such a coincidence? ! - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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