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A dank, humid dungeon reeked of rot, decay, and sourness. Only one ray of sunlight illuminated the youthful face of a boy imprisoned within.,Zhu Ying could both fight and write poetry. A year ago, she won Li Wan'er's heart with a poem: "If life were only like the first sight, why would autumn wind make the cicada wings sad!","Wanna, things aren't as serious as you think, just eat your meal first, and after that I'll tell you a secret!"。

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