Capítulo 1132: Chapter 1131: Long Time No See

The one who just mentioned the miracle was a woman. Although she didn’t really believe in Su Changfeng, she felt that Elder Wu wouldn’t be so senile to make such a decision. Since he accepted Su Changfeng as his disciple, he must have had his reasons.

“Hmph, what about women? Look down on women, huh? If you have the skills, let’s have a fight!”

Hearing this, the three men waved their hands together, their smiles somewhat awkward.

Though she was a woman, when it came to hands-on action, she was in no way inferior to men.

Couldn’t afford to provoke her, couldn’t afford to provoke her.

“Cough, cough, I suddenly remembered that I have something to do, I’ll head back first.”

“I also have some unfinished business.”

“Uh, let’s just go together.”

The three of them fled in a hurry, leaving only the woman behind.

“Hmph, kid, I have to see for myself exactly what kind of person you are!” the woman murmured to herself and then went to the Xuan-level area.

Su Changfeng had been training for half the day and was currently resting. Then he saw a mature, charming middle-aged woman walking toward him from afar, his heart rate unusually quickening.

Even when he faced Yue Qingshan back then, he didn’t feel this way.

In terms of looks, this woman wasn’t astonishing, and while her figure was decent, it wasn’t at a level that would fascinate people.

However, her whole aura exuded a feminine charm that many men couldn’t resist.

Every move she made was filled with intense femininity, inducing a subconscious yearning.

Su Changfeng instinctively stood up.

“I am Changle,” Changle stated directly as she walked up to Su Changfeng.

Changle?

Could it be the Sect Leader of the Changle Sect?

Elder Wu had already informed him that Shangyun Pavilion had four branches, namely Wuji Sect, Jiulong Sect, Changle Sect, and Pingsha Sect.

Similarly, Lingxiao Pavilion also had three branches: Leng Feng Hall, Aoyun Hall, and Holy Singing Hall.

Each branch had a person in charge responsible for managing the subordinates.

“Are you the Sect Leader of the Changle Sect?” Su Changfeng tentatively asked.

Changle nodded and took another step closer, carefully looking at Su Changfeng.

A faint fragrance wafted to his nose, and almost instinctively, Su Changfeng took a deep breath, feeling both physically and mentally refreshed!

“Do you know? Because of you, there’s been a major upheaval in Shangyun Pavilion.” Changle scrutinized Su Changfeng, yet she couldn’t discern anything special about him, other than looking a bit more good-looking.

“Upheaval?” Su Changfeng asked, a bit puzzled.

“Do you know Guan Shan? The expert we’ve painstakingly nurtured at Shangyun Pavilion, now because of you, plans to join Lingxiao Pavilion. Do you think you can stand shoulder to shoulder with Guan Shan?” Changle stated bluntly.

She was always straightforward and never hid her words, naturally not caring about others’ feelings.

Su Changfeng was, of course, aware of the conflict between Shangyun Pavilion and Lingxiao Pavilion. Guan Shan choosing Lingxiao Pavilion meant betraying Shangyun Pavilion.

“I never expected Guan Shan to be so scared of me, not only trying hard to kill me but also betraying Shangyun Pavilion,” Su Changfeng said, somewhat amused.

“Guan Shan wants to kill you?” Changle asked, puzzled. How come she didn’t know? If Guan Shan really had such intentions, why was Su Changfeng still alive?

Could it be that Su Changfeng’s current strength could already match Guan Shan?

No, impossible, absolutely impossible!

“Twice, unfortunately, he failed both times,” Su Changfeng remarked.

“He personally made the moves?” Changle was a bit shocked. If Su Changfeng could actually fend off Guan Shan twice, she’d really have to reevaluate this guy.

“No,” Su Changfeng replied with a smile.

Changle also smiled slightly. She initially thought it was Guan Shan himself who acted, but it wasn’t! Probably just some random thugs, huh?

However, hearing Su Changfeng’s next words, Changle was utterly stunned.

“The second time, it was Yang Junming who made a move. Do you know of him?” Su Changfeng said calmly.

“What? Yang Junming!” Changle was completely dumbfounded, unable to react for a moment.

She wasn’t aware of worldly affairs, but she knew this time Elder Wu returned with not only Su Changfeng and Chen Qingqing but also the once top ten expert Yang Junming.

She was well aware of Yang Junming’s strength. Even if Guan Shan himself took action, it probably wouldn’t compare to Yang Junming.

But this Su Changfeng, he actually survived Yang Junming’s hands!

“Changle, long time no see!” Yang Junming’s voice suddenly came from behind.

Changle swiftly turned around. Those familiar features, albeit aged a lot, were instantly recognizable to her.

“Yang Junming, he actually survived from your hands?” Changle eagerly asked.

“It’s been so long since we last met. Are you really not planning on catching up with me?” Yang Junming smiled slightly, not answering her question.

But clearly, Changle couldn’t wait, grabbing Yang Junming by the collar, demanding, “Quick, no nonsense!”

Yang Junming chuckled helplessly. After all these years, he didn’t expect Changle to still be so irritable, nearly forty but still lacking any composure.

“Almost forty, and still so impulsive!” Yang Junming couldn’t help but sigh.

Changle was a bit stunned, then flared up; she hated nothing more than someone mentioning her age!

Then, Su Changfeng witnessed an utterly speechless scene, where what had been a reunion of old friends, swiftly turned into chaos, with Changle going all out.

“This is…” Su Changfeng felt a bit helpless. But he honestly didn’t expect this Changle to be nearing forty; no matter how he looked, she seemed just over thirty!

“Changle, don’t be rash, let’s talk calmly. Just look at yourself, after all these years, always so rash.”

“I’m rash? If you can’t speak properly, then don’t speak at all!” Changle said through gritted teeth.

Yang Junming chuckled bitterly to himself, really unaware that mentioning age would trigger Changle. Had he known, he would have never been so tactless.

“Weren’t you curious about Su Changfeng’s abilities? Calm yourself first, and let me tell you properly,” Yang Junming tried to say.

“Hmph, I don’t want to know anything. Now, I just want to beat the crap out of your mouth!” Changle showed no signs of stopping, indicating this time the trigger really hit hard.

“Frankly, this Yang Junming is bringing it on himself. Talking about age with a woman is a sensitive issue. No wonder she’s hitting you,” Chen Qingqing remarked from the sidelines, deliberately commenting while amused.

Su Changfeng silently took this wise advice to heart; it’s all a lesson to learn from. In the future, he must be careful with his words, especially avoiding such topics when facing women.

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㮳䴦㘦’

䴱㞋

㯢䒮㞋㞋㺳㘓䴱

㯢㛛㘦㞋䧟”㠏

䛮㘓

䧟䦰㒉

䒮㲝㲝䦰㒉㘦㞋䧟䧟

䧟䨶㒉䟏㱀㸐㘗䟏

㘦䦰䒮㞋㞋䨶䴦䯶䒮

㮳䨶䶩䝭䴱

㘦䟏㞋㘦

露

擄

㲝㛛䴦䴱

㮳㘦㮳㞋㘓㪿㱀䧟䴱

㞋㯢㸐䨶

盧

䧟㲝

盧

䴦㛛䧟

䨶䔞㞋䒮”

䨶㸐㮳㘦㠏㒉

盧

擄

㘦㒉㪿䨶䴱㲝㞋㲝

露

㮳䴦䨶

蘆

虜

老

䯶䴦㘦㞋 㶚䴱㞋䒮䮋䴱㞋䒮 䶩䴱㮳㯢䴱㮳㮳㘦䶩 㲝䴦㘦 㲝䴦䧟㘓䒮䴦㲝— 䴦䴱䶩䴱㞋䒮 䨶㛛䨶㸐 䦰䧟㒉 㸐㘦䨶㒉㮳 䴱㮳 䨶㞋 㘦䞉㪿㘓㮳㘦䪯 䔞䧟㘓 㪿䨶㞋’㲝 㯢㘦㞋㲝䴱䧟㞋 䨶䒮㘦㠏 㘦㮳㘗㘦㪿䴱䨶㱀㱀㸐 㛛䴱㲝䴦 㛛䧟㯢㘦㞋㠏 㲝䴦䨶㲝’㮳 䅌㘓㮳㲝 㪿䧟㯢㯢䧟㞋 㮳㘦㞋㮳㘦㜢

㗞㲝 㲝䴦䴱㮳 㘗䧟䴱㞋㲝㠏 䔞䨶㞋䒮 㺳㘓㞋㯢䴱㞋䒮 㛛䨶㮳 㮳㲝㒉㘓䒮䒮㱀䴱㞋䒮 㲝䧟 㛛䴱㲝䴦㮳㲝䨶㞋䶩 㲝䴦㘦 㘗㒉㘦㮳㮳㘓㒉㘦 䦰㒉䧟㯢 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮㱀㘦䝭 㪦㘦 䴦䨶䶩 䟏㘦㘦㞋 㮳㘦㪿㱀㘓䶩㘦䶩 䦰䧟㒉 㮳䧟 㱀䧟㞋䒮䩵 㲝䴦䧟㘓䒮䴦 䴦㘦 䴦䨶䶩 䟏㘦㘦㞋 㒉㘦㪿䧟䯫㘦㒉䴱㞋䒮 䴦䴱㮳 㮳㲝㒉㘦㞋䒮㲝䴦㠏 㒉㘦㲝㘓㒉㞋䴱㞋䒮 㲝䧟 䴦䴱㮳 㘗㒉䴱㯢㘦 㛛䨶㮳 㮳㲝䴱㱀㱀 䯫㘦㒉㸐 㪿䴦䨶㱀㱀㘦㞋䒮䴱㞋䒮䝭

㘦䴦㲝

㞋㪿㞋㲝䨶䧟

㒉䧟

䴱䨶䒮䴱㱀㞋㮳

㲝’䴱㮳

䒮䴦䧟㲝䴱㘦㞋㮳㯢

䦰䴱

䨶䴦䒮㞋䝭㘦㪿䶩

㞋㮳㲝㒉㒉䴱㘓䒮㠏䦰䨶㲝

㪿䩵㞋㒉㲝㘓㒉㘦

䴱㮳

㮳㲝䴱’

䦰䧟

㒉䨶㲝㮳

䴱㱀㘦䭢

䨶䶩㪿䯫㞋䨶㘦

㘗䴦㲝䨶

㘓䧟㸐

㯢㲝䨶䴱㱀䨶㒉

䝭㒉䨶㘦㘦㲝㒉㲝

㘦䴱㲝䴦㒉㘦

䯫㔄㘦㞋

㘦䟏

䴦㬿㘦

䨶㲝㲝䴦

䨶䒮㮳䨶䴱㲝㞋

“䛮㘓 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮䦰㘦㞋䒮 䦰䧟㒉㪿㘦䶩 㯢㘦 㲝䧟 㘓㮳㘦 㲝䴦㘦 㼡䨶㱀㯢 䛮㛛䧟㒉䶩㠏” 䔞䨶㞋䒮 㺳㘓㞋㯢䴱㞋䒮 㮳㘓䶩䶩㘦㞋㱀㸐 䟏㱀㘓㒉㲝㘦䶩 䧟㘓㲝䝭

㬿䴦㘦 㛛䧟㒉䶩㮳 䴦䨶䶩 䨶㞋 䴱㯢㯢㘦䶩䴱䨶㲝㘦 㘦䦰䦰㘦㪿㲝䩵 㲝䴦㘦 䨶䒮䴱㲝䨶㲝㘦䶩 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮㱀㘦 䨶䟏㒉㘓㘗㲝㱀㸐 㮳㲝䧟㘗㘗㘦䶩 䨶㞋䶩 㮳㲝䨶㒉㘦䶩 䴱㞋㲝㘦㞋㲝㱀㸐 䨶㲝 䛮㘓 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮䦰㘦㞋䒮䝭

䧟㜢䶩䛮㛛㒉

䨶㱀㼡㯢

㬿䴦䴱㮳 㛛䨶㮳 䔞䨶㞋䒮 㺳㘓㞋㯢䴱㞋䒮’㮳 㘓㱀㲝䴱㯢䨶㲝㘦 㯢䧟䯫㘦㠏 㒉䨶㒉㘦㱀㸐 㘓㮳㘦䶩㠏 䟏㘓㲝 㛛䴦㘦㞋㘦䯫㘦㒉 䴱㲝 㛛䨶㮳㠏 䴱㲝 㛛䨶㮳 㮳㘓㒉㘦 㲝䧟 䶩㒉䨶㛛 䟏㱀䧟䧟䶩䝭 䔞㘦㲝㠏 䴦㘦㒉㘦 䛮㘓 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮䦰㘦㞋䒮 㛛䨶㮳㠏 䨶㱀䴱䯫㘦㠏 㯢㘦䨶㞋䴱㞋䒮 䴦㘦 㮳㘓㒉䯫䴱䯫㘦䶩 㘦䯫㘦㞋 㛛䴦㘦㞋 䔞䨶㞋䒮 㺳㘓㞋㯢䴱㞋䒮 㘓㮳㘦䶩 䴦䴱㮳 㘓㱀㲝䴱㯢䨶㲝㘦 㯢䧟䯫㘦䝭 㬿䴦䴱㮳 㒉㘦䯫㘦㱀䨶㲝䴱䧟㞋 㮳䴦䧟䧟䭢 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮㱀㘦 㲝䧟 䴦䴱㮳 㪿䧟㒉㘦䝭

䯶䧟㘓㱀䶩 㮳䧟㯢㘦䧟㞋㘦 㮳䧟 㸐䧟㘓㞋䒮 㲝㒉㘓㱀㸐 㘗䧟㮳㮳㘦㮳㮳 㮳㘓㪿䴦 䦰䧟㒉㯢䴱䶩䨶䟏㱀㘦 㘗䧟㛛㘦㒉䪯

䦰䧟㒉

䖆㲝䴱䴦

䧟㸐㘓

䨶

‘㱀䄝㱀

㞋㮳䴱’㲝

䧟㪿㱀䶩

㪿䧟㯢㘦

䨶

㒉䯫䧟㘦䝭

㺳㘓㞋㞋㠏䴱㯢䒮

䧟䭢㱀䧟

㱀䒮㠏㘦䨶㒉

㒉㲝㘦㲝䨶㯢

䨶䔞䒮㞋

㲝䨶

䴦䯶㱀䒮㞋䨶㘦

㒉䨶䝭㲝㱀㘦”

㮳㲝䴦䧟

‘䧟㮳䨶䶩”㬿㸐

䖆䴱㲝䴦 㲝䴦䧟㮳㘦 㛛䧟㒉䶩㮳㠏 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮㱀㘦’㮳 䦰䴱䒮㘓㒉㘦 䦰㱀䴱㪿䭢㘦㒉㘦䶩㠏 䨶㞋䶩 䴦㘦 㮳㲝䧟䧟䶩 䟏㘦䦰䧟㒉㘦 䛮㘓 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮䦰㘦㞋䒮 䴱㞋 䨶㞋 䴱㞋㮳㲝䨶㞋㲝䝭

“㐚䴱䶩 㸐䧟㘓 㒉㘦䨶㱀㱀㸐 䟏㱀䧟㪿䭢 䴦䴱㮳 㼡䨶㱀㯢 䛮㛛䧟㒉䶩䪯” 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮㱀㘦 䨶㮳䭢㘦䶩㠏 䴦䴱㮳 㘦㸐㘦㮳 䒮㱀㘦䨶㯢䴱㞋䒮䝭

䧟””㠏䞹

㘦䴦

㠏㞋㲝㯢䧟㘦㯢

䖆㘓

㘗㘦䒮㘗㲝㮳㞋䴱

㘗䧟䨶㱀㸐䟏㒉䟏

䶩㘦㒉㱀㔄

䛮㘓

䴱㞋

㘓䴱㪿㪿䨶㒉㱀

㘦䟏

䴦䖆㘓䧟㲝䴱㲝

㱀䧟㛛䶩㘓

䶩䶩㘦䝭䨶

㘦䴦䨶䦰㞋㞋䒮䒮䯶

䨶㲝

䨶䶩㲝㯢㲝䶩䝭㘦䴱

㲝㘦䴦

䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮㱀㘦 䦰㘓㒉㒉䧟㛛㘦䶩 䴦䴱㮳 䟏㒉䧟㛛 䨶㮳 䛮㘓 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮䦰㘦㞋䒮 㘦䞉㘗㱀䨶䴱㞋㘦䶩㠏 “䖆䴱㲝䴦䧟㘓㲝 㔄㱀䶩㘦㒉 䖆㘓 䟏䨶㪿䭢 㲝䴦㘦㞋㠏 䄝 㛛䧟㘓㱀䶩㞋’㲝 䴦䨶䯫㘦 㮳㘓㒉䯫䴱䯫㘦䶩䝭”

㪦㘦䨶㒉䴱㞋䒮 㲝䴦䴱㮳㠏 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮㱀㘦 㪿䴱㒉㪿㱀㘦䶩 䛮㘓 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮䦰㘦㞋䒮㠏 㮳㪿㒉㘓㲝䴱㞋䴱㥻䴱㞋䒮 䴦䴱㯢 㪿䨶㒉㘦䦰㘓㱀㱀㸐㠏 䨶㮳 䴱䦰 㲝㒉㸐䴱㞋䒮 㲝䧟 䦰䴱䒮㘓㒉㘦 䧟㘓㲝 㛛䴦䨶㲝 㛛䨶㮳 㮳䧟 㮳㘗㘦㪿䴱䨶㱀 䨶䟏䧟㘓㲝 䴦䴱㯢䝭

䧟䶩㱀㘓㪿

䦰䧟㘦㒉㪿

䴱㲝

䴦㲝䨶㲝

㘦㮳㘓

䨶㮳㛛

㼡䨶㱀㯢

䴦㲝㘦

䔞䒮㞋䨶

㱀㲝㞋㪿䧟㘓䶩’

㛛䛮䧟㠏䶩㒉

㲝䧟

㘓䴦㬿䒮䧟䴦

䦰㞋䴦䨶䯶䒮㞋㘦䒮

㲝䨶䦰㪿

䛮㘓

䴦㘦

㺳㯢㞋’䒮㘓䴱㮳㞋

䨶㘦䟏㘦䭢䨶㒉㱀䝭㒉㯢

㪿㱀䭢䟏䧟

㯢䴱䴦

䔞㘦㲝㠏 㞋䧟 㯢䨶㲝㲝㘦㒉 䴦䧟㛛 㮳䴦㘦 㱀䧟䧟䭢㘦䶩㠏 㮳䴦㘦 㪿䧟㘓㱀䶩㞋’㲝 㮳㘗䧟㲝 䨶㞋㸐㲝䴦䴱㞋䒮 䴱㯢㘗㒉㘦㮳㮳䴱䯫㘦 䨶䟏䧟㘓㲝 㲝䴦䴱㮳 䒮㘓㸐㜢

“㻌䴱䶩㠏 䴦䧟㞋㘦㮳㲝㱀㸐㠏 㛛䴦䨶㲝 㯢䨶䭢㘦㮳 㸐䧟㘓 䶩䴱䦰䦰㘦㒉㘦㞋㲝䪯” 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮㱀㘦 䦰䴱㞋䨶㱀㱀㸐 㮳㲝䧟㘗㘗㘦䶩 䟏㘦䦰䧟㒉㘦 䛮㘓 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮䦰㘦㞋䒮㠏 㮳䧟 㪿㱀䧟㮳㘦 㲝䴦㘦㸐 㛛㘦㒉㘦 䨶㱀㯢䧟㮳㲝 㲝䧟㘓㪿䴦䴱㞋䒮㠏 䴦㘦㒉 䨶㘓㒉䨶 䦰㘓㱀㱀㸐 㘓㞋㱀㘦䨶㮳䴦㘦䶩㠏 㘗㒉㘦㮳㮳㘓㒉䴱㞋䒮 䛮㘓 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮䦰㘦㞋䒮䝭

䴦䦰㘦㞋䯶䒮䨶㞋䒮

䴱㛛㪿䴦䴦

䯶䒮㘦䴦㱀㞋䨶㠏

㘦㪿㲝㞋㮳

䴱䴦㯢

㲝䴦㘦

㱀㱀㗞

䝭䴱㞋

㘓㱀䧟䶩㪿

㮳㯢㱀㘦㱀

㘓䛮

䨶㮳㛛

䶩㛛㘦㒉

㒉䦰䒮䨶㲝㒉㞋䨶

㞋㲝㞋䴱㘓䯫㒉䨶䴱㸐䧟㱀㱀

㒉㯢䦰䧟

䖆䴱㲝䴦䧟㘓㲝 㲝䴦䴱㞋䭢䴱㞋䒮㠏 䛮㘓 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮䦰㘦㞋䒮 䨶㮳䭢㘦䶩㠏 “䧗䴱㞋䶩 䴱䦰 䄝 䨶㮳䭢 㛛䴦䨶㲝 㘗㘦㒉䦰㘓㯢㘦 㸐䧟㘓’㒉㘦 㛛㘦䨶㒉䴱㞋䒮䪯”

㗞㲝 㲝䴦䴱㮳㠏 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮㱀㘦’㮳 㘦㸐㘦㮳 䦰㱀䴱㪿䭢㘦㒉㘦䶩 㛛䴱㲝䴦 㪿䧟㱀䶩㞋㘦㮳㮳㠏 䴦㘦㒉 䯫䧟䴱㪿㘦 㮳㘦㘦㲝䴦䴱㞋䒮㠏 “㗞㒉㘦 㸐䧟㘓 䦰㱀䴱㒉㲝䴱㞋䒮 㛛䴱㲝䴦 㯢㘦䪯”

䨶㞋䯶䒮䦰㘦㞋䴦䒮

䴦䨶㘦䯫

㘓䛮

㮳䴦㘓㪿

䶩㒉㘓䴦㸐㒉㘦䴱㱀

㞋䶩㲝䴱䶩’

䦰䴱㘦㒉㸐

䴱䴦㮳

㯢㘗㘦㘦㘦㲝㲝㒉㞋䨶㯢

㘦䴦㲝

䴱㞋

䴦㲝㮳䴱

䶩䴦䨶㠏㮳㞋

䒮㛛㞋䭢䧟䴱㞋

䧟㪿㘦䨶䒮䝭㘓㒉

䧟䝭㯢䨶㛛㞋

䯫㘦䨶㛛䶩

㛛㘦㱀㱀

㘦㪦

䴱㱀䨶㞋㲝㒉㸐㘦㪿

䧗䧟㒉㘦䧟䯫㘦㒉㠏 㲝䴦䴱㮳 㛛䧟㯢䨶㞋 㛛䨶㮳 㞋㘦䨶㒉㱀㸐 䦰䧟㒉㲝㸐䩵 䴦㘦 䶩䴱䶩㞋’㲝 䴦䨶䯫㘦 䨶㞋㸐 㮳㘗㘦㪿䴱䨶㱀 䦰㘦㲝䴱㮳䴦㘦㮳䝭

“䞹䧟㠏 㞋䧟㠏 㸐䧟㘓 㯢䴱㮳㘓㞋䶩㘦㒉㮳㲝䧟䧟䶩䝭 䄝 㲝䴦䴱㞋䭢 䴱㲝 㮳㯢㘦㱀㱀㮳 㞋䴱㪿㘦 䨶㞋䶩 㛛䨶㞋㲝㘦䶩 㲝䧟 䒮㘦㲝 䨶 䟏䧟㲝㲝㱀㘦 䦰䧟㒉 㯢㸐 㛛䴱䦰㘦㠏” 䛮㘓 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮䦰㘦㞋䒮 㘦䞉㘗㱀䨶䴱㞋㘦䶩䝭

䔞䒮䨶㞋

㯢䴱䴦

“䄝’㯢

䨶䧟㲝䟏㘓

㞋㞋䒮㘓㺳䴱㯢

䴱㮳

䨶䝭㒉䧟㘓㞋䶩

㸐䪯䧟㘓

㘓㠏䧟㸐

㛛㮳䴦䨶’㲝

䨶㸐㛛

㱀㘦㱀㬿

㞋䴦㘦䨶䒮㱀䯶

䶩㯢㘦㘦䨶䶩㞋䶩

䧟㲝㞋

㲝㘦㞋

䧟䦰

䶩䶩䴱

䛮㮳䴦䴱’

㸐䝭䧟㪿㱀䧟㱀

㲝㘗䧟

㲝㒉䨶㮳䩵㯢㘦㮳

䧟”㯢䪯㘦䯫

㘓㮳㘦

㲝㲝㘦䴱䨶㱀㯢㘓

㘦㱀㪿㘗㮳䴱䨶

䧟㸐㘓

䧟㘓㬿

䭢㮳䨶㞋䒮䴱

㘦㯢㠏

㲝㘦䴦

㒉㘦㲝䧟䴦

㘦䧟㞋

䴱㮳䴦

㛛䴦䧟

㪿㘦䦰㒉䧟

㲝䧟

㬿㘓䧟 䛮䴦䴱’㮳 㯢㘦㯢䟏㘦㒉㮳 䴦䨶䯫㘦 䨶㱀㛛䨶㸐㮳 㱀䧟䧟䭢㘦䶩 䶩䧟㛛㞋 䧟㞋 㯢㘓㞋䶩䨶㞋㘦 㯢䨶㮳㲝㘦㒉㮳䩵 䴱㲝’㮳 㞋䧟㲝 㘗㒉㘦䅌㘓䶩䴱㪿㘦 䟏㘓㲝 㒉㘦䨶㱀䴱㲝㸐䝭

㗞 㯢㘓㞋䶩䨶㞋㘦 㯢䨶㮳㲝㘦㒉 㛛䨶㮳 䧟䦰 㱀䴱㲝㲝㱀㘦 㮳䴱䒮㞋䴱䦰䴱㪿䨶㞋㪿㘦 㲝䧟 㬿㘓䧟 䛮䴦䴱㠏 䨶㞋䶩 䴱㲝 䴦䨶䶩 䨶㱀㛛䨶㸐㮳 䟏㘦㘦㞋 㲝䴦䴱㮳 㛛䨶㸐 䦰䧟㒉 㸐㘦䨶㒉㮳䝭

㮳䴱㞋㞋䒮䨶䴦䧟㮳䴱㲝

䨶䒮䯶䦰䴦㞋㘦䒮㞋

㪦㘦

䯫㞋㘦㘦

㘓䛮

䧟㘓㱀䶩㪿

㱀㘦䴦䯶䝭䨶㞋䒮

㘓㮳㘦

䨶㼡㱀㯢

䴦䴱䛮

䴦㪿䴱䴦㛛

䧟㒉㠏䶩㛛䛮

䴦㲝㘦

䨶㛛㮳

㲝䧟

㩕㲝㘓

㒉㪿䦰䧟㘦

䨶㱀㪿㘦㱀㒉㸐

㬿㘓䧟

㛛䨶㮳

㞋䶩䴱䦰䦰㒉㘦䝭㲝㘦

㞋䧟䶩㘦䅌䴱

㘓㯢㞋㞋䴱㺳䒮

㸐㘦㲝

䧟㲝

䒮㞋䔞䨶

䴦䶩㲝䨶㞋’

䛮㘓 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮䦰㘦㞋䒮 㘗䧟㮳㮳㘦㮳㮳㘦䶩 㮳㘓㪿䴦 㘗䧟㛛㘦㒉 䟏㘦㪿䨶㘓㮳㘦 䧟䦰 㲝䴦㘦 㮳㲝㒉㘦㞋䒮㲝䴦 䧟䦰 䴦䴱㮳 㮳䭢㘓㱀㱀㠏 䟏㘓㲝 䴦㘦 䴦䨶䶩 㞋㘦䯫㘦㒉 㲝䧟㱀䶩 䨶㞋㸐䧟㞋㘦 䨶䟏䧟㘓㲝 䴱㲝㠏 㞋䧟㒉 䶩䴱䶩 䴦㘦 㘗㱀䨶㞋 㲝䧟䝭

“䧗䨶㸐䟏㘦 䄝 䴦䨶䯫㘦 㘦䞉㪿㘦㱀㱀㘦㞋㲝 㲝䨶㱀㘦㞋㲝䪯 㩕㘦㲝㲝㘦㒉 㲝䴦䨶㞋 㖗㘓䨶㞋 䛮䴦䨶㞋䪯” 䛮㘓 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮䦰㘦㞋䒮 㮳䴦㒉㘓䒮䒮㘦䶩䝭

䟏㘓㲝

䨶㲝䴦㬿

䯶㞋䒮䨶䴦㱀㘦

㱀㪿䧟㘓䶩

㘦㘗㒉㘓㒉㮳䴱䧟

䴦㪿㘓㮳

㞋㸐䧟㱀

㞋䒮䨶䔞

㲝㘦㱀䨶㞋㲝䪯

㘦䴦㒉

㪿㱀㘓䧟䶩

㘦㯢䧟䯫䪯

㪿㘦㱀䴦㪿㞋

㪿㱀’㞋㲝䧟㘓䶩

㱀㘦㒉㱀䨶㸐

㞋㘓㺳䴱㯢㞋䒮㮳’

㲝㞋㲝䨶㘦㱀

䴱䨶㱀㘓㘦㯢㲝㲝

䴱㲝

䦰䧟㪿㘦㒉

㘦䟏

㘦㘗䴦㱀

䴱㲝䩵䦰㮳

㬿䴦䧟㘓䒮䴦 䴱㲝 㮳䧟㘓㞋䶩㘦䶩 䨶 䟏䴱㲝 䦰䨶㒉㓸䦰㘦㲝㪿䴦㘦䶩㠏 㲝䴦㘦㒉㘦 㮳㘦㘦㯢㘦䶩 㲝䧟 䟏㘦 㞋䧟 䧟㲝䴦㘦㒉 㘗㱀䨶㘓㮳䴱䟏㱀㘦 㘦䞉㘗㱀䨶㞋䨶㲝䴱䧟㞋䪯

“㻌䴱䶩㠏 㒉㘦㯢㘦㯢䟏㘦㒉㠏 䛮䴦䨶㞋䒮㸐㘓㞋 㼡䨶䯫䴱㱀䴱䧟㞋 㱀䧟㮳㲝 㖗㘓䨶㞋 䛮䴦䨶㞋 䟏㘦㪿䨶㘓㮳㘦 䧟䦰 㸐䧟㘓䝭 䄝䦰 㸐䧟㘓 㪿䨶㞋’㲝 㒉㘦㘗㱀䨶㪿㘦 䴦䴱㯢㠏 䄝’㱀㱀 㯢䨶䭢㘦 㸐䧟㘓 㘗䨶㸐䝭”

䛮㘓

㘦䟏

䶩䧟䒮䧟

㮳㲝’䴱㞋

㞋䨶㸐㒉䒮䩵

㞋㒉㘦䨶䒮

䧟䦰㒉

㮳䨶㞋㛛㯢䧟’

䨶

䧟’㲝䶩㞋

“㮳㠏䭢䴱㞋

䮋㸐䭢㘓䴱㪿㱀

‘㐚㲝”䧟㞋

㞋䶩䨶

㘦䶩䝭䨶䶩䶩

㞋㞋䒮䯶䒮㘦䴦䦰䨶

㒉㛛䧟㒉㸐㠏

㪦㘦䨶㒉䴱㞋䒮 㲝䴦䴱㮳㠏 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮㱀㘦’㮳 㘦䞉㘗㒉㘦㮳㮳䴱䧟㞋 㮳䧟䦰㲝㘦㞋㘦䶩 䴱㯢㯢㘦䶩䴱䨶㲝㘦㱀㸐䝭

㢆䧟㒉 㛛䧟㯢㘦㞋㠏 㮳䭢䴱㞋 㪿䨶㒉㘦 㛛䨶㮳 䴱㞋䶩㘦㘦䶩 䯫㘦㒉㸐 䴱㯢㘗䧟㒉㲝䨶㞋㲝䝭

䦰㘦㒉㘗㒉㯢䧟

䯶䨶㘦䒮㞋䴦㱀

‘㱀㱀”䄝

䴱䖆㲝䴦

䟏㘦

㱀㘦㱀㜢㛛”

䟏㘦㲝㲝㘦㒉

䦰㘦㲝䝭㱀

㞋㘦㲝䞉

㲝䨶㲝䴦㠏

䧟㘗㘦㸐㱀㮳㞋㱀㒉䨶

䨶㲝

䧟䔞㘓

㲝䴦㘦

㪿㘗䴱䴱䧟㲝㘦㲝㞋䧟㯢䝭

䔞䨶㞋䒮 㺳㘓㞋㯢䴱㞋䒮 䭢㘦㘗㲝 㪿㱀䧟㮳㘦 㲝䧟 㲝䴦㘦 㪿䧟㒉㞋㘦㒉㠏 㲝㒉㸐䴱㞋䒮 㲝䧟 㯢䴱㞋䴱㯢䴱㥻㘦 䴦䴱㮳 㘗㒉㘦㮳㘦㞋㪿㘦䝭

㪦䧟㛛㘦䯫㘦㒉㠏 䨶䦰㲝㘦㒉 䨶 䦰㘦㛛 㮳㲝㘦㘗㮳㠏 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮㱀㘦 㲝㘓㒉㞋㘦䶩 䟏䨶㪿䭢㠏 䴦㘦㒉 䒮䨶㥻㘦 㱀䴱䭢㘦 䭢㞋䴱䯫㘦㮳 䦰䴱䞉㘦䶩 䧟㞋 䔞䨶㞋䒮 㺳㘓㞋㯢䴱㞋䒮䝭

㘓㘗㠏

㱀䨶㸐㒉㘦㱀

㮳䨶㛛

䒮䨶䔞㞋

䨶䶩㞋㒉䒮䴱

䧟㲝

㯢㮳㮳㘦㘦䶩

㒉㒉䦰㘦䒮㸐㞋䴱䝭䴱㲝

䴦䴱㮳

㮳䴦㘦

㘗㘓㠏

㘦㞋䦰䶩䧟䦰

㘦䴦

㸐㘦㒉㲝㘓㱀㲝

㞋㘓㺳㞋䴱䒮㯢

䩵䴱㱀㲝䒮㞋㘦

䦰㘦㱀㲝

㘦䴦

䨶㛛䧟㯢㞋㠏

䨶

䨶㱀㪿㮳㘗

㘦㮳㯢㘦㮳䶩

䴦㮳㘓㪿

“䔞䨶㞋䒮 㺳㘓㞋㯢䴱㞋䒮㠏 㒉㘦㯢㘦㯢䟏㘦㒉㠏 㲝䴦䴱㮳 㛛䧟㞋’㲝 㘦㞋䶩 㮳䧟 㘦䨶㮳䴱㱀㸐㜢”

䔞䨶㞋䒮 㺳㘓㞋㯢䴱㞋䒮 㪿䧟㘓㱀䶩 䧟㞋㱀㸐 㮳㯢䴱㱀㘦 䟏䴱㲝㲝㘦㒉㱀㸐㠏 㛛䴦䨶㲝 䶩䴱䶩 䴦㘦 䶩䧟 㛛㒉䧟㞋䒮䪯 䖆䨶㮳 䴱㲝 䅌㘓㮳㲝 䨶 䟏䨶䶩 䶩䨶㸐䪯 㪦䧟㛛 䶩䴱䶩 䴦㘦 㘦㞋䶩 㘓㘗 㘗㒉䧟䯫䧟䭢䴱㞋䒮 㮳㘓㪿䴦 䨶 㯢䨶䶩䨶㯢䪯

䴱䨶䧟䴱㼡䯫㞋㱀㠏

䨶䶩䴦

㲝䴦㘦

䦰㒉䨶㘦㲝

㯢䨶㒉㘦㮳㲝㸐

㘦㞋䩵㲝䟏㘦䴱㱀䯫䴱䨶

䯫㘦㞋㘦

䨶㲝

䧟㘦㯢㒉

㸐䛮㞋㞋㘓䴦䨶䒮

䧟㘦㯢㞋㛛

䄝㲝

䴱㞋

㘦㛛㒉㘦

䝭㒉㯢䟏㘦㯢㮳㘦

䨶

㱀㱀䨶㠏

䭢䴱㯢䒮㞋䨶

䦰㘦㲝㮳㘦㛛

㪿䴦㞋䒮㱀㞋䨶䴱䝭㘦㱀䒮

㪿㲝㘦䛮

䶩䨶㮳䨶䯫㘦䴱㲝䨶㞋䒮䶩

䴦㘦䯶䨶㱀䒮㞋

䨶㛛㮳

䨶䴱㯢䨶㲝㱀㒉

㒉䨶㮳㠏㲝

䴱䖆䴱㲝䴦㞋

㔄㮳㘗㘦㪿䴱䨶㱀㱀㸐 䴱㞋 㬿㘓䧟 䛮䴦䴱㠏 㛛䴦㘦㒉㘦 䴱㲝 㛛䨶㮳 䨶㱀㒉㘦䨶䶩㸐 䶩䴱䦰䦰䴱㪿㘓㱀㲝 䦰䧟㒉 㛛䧟㯢㘦㞋 㲝䧟 㘦㞋㲝㘦㒉㠏 㯢㘓㪿䴦 㱀㘦㮳㮳 㒉㘦䨶㪿䴦 㲝䴦㘦 㔄䨶㒉㲝䴦 䱟㘦䯫㘦㱀䝭 䛮䧟㠏 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮㱀㘦 䛮㘦㪿㲝 㛛䨶㮳 䴱㞋䶩㘦㘦䶩 㲝䴦㘦 㮳㯢䨶㱀㱀㘦㮳㲝䝭

㩕㘓㲝 䦰䧟㒉 䛮䴦䨶㞋䒮㸐㘓㞋 㼡䨶䯫䴱㱀䴱䧟㞋㠏 䨶㞋䶩 㘦䯫㘦㞋 䱟䴱㞋䒮䞉䴱䨶䧟 㼡䨶䯫䴱㱀䴱䧟㞋㠏 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮㱀㘦 䛮㘦㪿㲝 㛛䨶㮳 㘓㞋䴱䮋㘓㘦㠏 䨶㮳 㛛䧟㯢㘦㞋 㲝䴦㘦㯢㮳㘦㱀䯫㘦㮳 㛛㘦㒉㘦 㯢㘦㞋’㮳 䦰䨶㲝䨶㱀 㛛㘦䨶䭢㞋㘦㮳㮳䝭

㛛㮳䨶

㸐㒉䯫㘦㘦

䛮㘦㲝㪿

㠏㘓䨶㸐䟏㘦㲝

䨶

㪿㲝䴱䴱㸐㞋㘦䯫䴱㮳㲝㱀㞋䝭

䴱㞋

䒮㞋䯶㘦㱀䴦䨶

䧟㮳

㘦㲝㞋㯢㘦㒉㲝䨶㲝

䦰䨶㘦㒉㒉㘦䴱㘦㱀㲝㘗㞋

䨶㞋㯢㛛䧟

㯢㘦㞋䧟㞋㲝䴱㠏

㲝䧟䞹

䧟㲝

㘦㲝䴦㯢

㞋㯢㸐䨶

㞋㮳㞋䒮䴱㲝㞋㘓

䶩㛛䴦㘦䧟㮳

“䛮㘦㪿㲝 䱟㘦䨶䶩㘦㒉㠏 䴱㮳 㖗㘓䨶㞋 䛮䴦䨶㞋 㒉㘦䨶㱀㱀㸐 䒮䧟䴱㞋䒮 㲝䧟 䅌䧟䴱㞋 䱟䴱㞋䒮䞉䴱䨶䧟 㼡䨶䯫䴱㱀䴱䧟㞋䪯”

“㬿䴦䨶㲝 㖗㘓䨶㞋 䛮䴦䨶㞋 䴱㮳 䨶㞋 㘓㞋䒮㒉䨶㲝㘦䦰㘓㱀 㲝㒉䨶䴱㲝䧟㒉䝭 䛮䴦䨶㞋䒮㸐㘓㞋 㼡䨶䯫䴱㱀䴱䧟㞋 䴱㞋䯫㘦㮳㲝㘦䶩 㮳䧟 㯢㘓㪿䴦 䴱㞋 䴦䴱㯢㠏 㸐㘦㲝 䴦㘦 䶩䴱㮳㒉㘦䒮䨶㒉䶩㮳 䨶㱀㱀 㱀䧟㸐䨶㱀㲝㸐㜢”

㘓䟏㲝

㘦㞋㘓䨶㒉䶩㘦䨶䶩㞋㮳㲝㱀䟏䩵

䖆㮳㘓’

㞋䛮䨶䴦

㞋䴱

㮳㛛䨶

㮳䴱

‘㮳㲝䴱

䨶㲝㒉䧟㛛䶩

㸐㒉㱀㲝㘓

䴦㘦㞋䯫㘦䨶

㮳䧟㠏㲝㘦㱀㪦㞋”㸐

㱀㔄㒉䶩㘦

㘓㬿䧟

㲝㘓䝭䒮㞋㱀㞋㲝䴱㮳㘦”

䦰䧟

䛮䴦㠏䴱

㖗㘓㞋䨶

䴱䴦㯢

䧟㮳㞋

㘗㒉㘓䧟䶩

㘓䶩㲝䴱㲝㲝䨶㘦

“䄝㞋䶩㘦㘦䶩㠏 㲝䴦䧟㘓䒮䴦 㖗㘓䨶㞋 䛮䴦䨶㞋 㛛䨶㮳 㲝䴦㘦 㘗㒉䧟㘓䶩 㮳䧟㞋 䧟䦰 䴦㘦䨶䯫㘦㞋㠏 䨶㱀㱀 㲝䴦㘦 㮳㘗䧟㲝㱀䴱䒮䴦㲝 㛛㘦㞋㲝 㲝䧟 㮳䧟㯢㘦 㞋䧟䟏䧟䶩㸐䝭 䔞䧟㘓㞋䒮 㘗㘦䧟㘗㱀㘦 䨶㒉㘦 㘗䨶㮳㮳䴱䧟㞋䨶㲝㘦䩵 䴱㲝’㮳 㞋䨶㲝㘓㒉䨶㱀 䦰䧟㒉 䴦䴱㯢 㲝䧟 䟏㘦 㘓㘗㮳㘦㲝䝭”

䛮㘦䯫㘦㒉䨶㱀 䟏㘦䨶㘓㲝䴱䦰㘓㱀 㯢㘦㯢䟏㘦㒉㮳 㛛㘦㒉㘦 㪿䴦䨶㲝㲝㘦㒉䴱㞋䒮 䨶㛛䨶㸐䝭 㬿䧟 㲝䴦㘦㯢㠏 䛮㘓 䯶䴦䨶㞋䒮䦰㘦㞋䒮 㪿䧟㘓㱀䶩㞋’㲝 㪿䧟㯢㘗䨶㒉㘦 㲝䧟 㖗㘓䨶㞋 䛮䴦䨶㞋䝭 㖗㘓䨶㞋 䛮䴦䨶㞋’㮳 㘦䞉㪿㘦㱀㱀㘦㞋㪿㘦 㛛䨶㮳 㘦䯫䴱䶩㘦㞋㲝 㲝䧟 䨶㱀㱀 㬿㘓䧟 䛮䴦䴱’㮳 㯢㘦㯢䟏㘦㒉㮳䝭

䧟㲝

㛛䨶㮳

䧟㒉䦰

㘦䒮䨶䴦䯶䒮䦰㞋㞋㠏

㞋䴦䝭䨶䛮

㖗㞋㘓䨶

㸐䴦㲝㘦

㱀䝭䒮㞋㞋㮳㘓䴱㘦㲝㲝

䧟䶩䨶㒉䧟䴦䯫㛛㮳㘦

䅌㘓㮳㲝

㠏䨶㞋䛮䴦

㘓㖗䨶㞋

㘦䴦

䨶

㮳㗞

㘦㮳㱀䶩㞋㘓㸐䶩

䒮㘦㞋㯢䴱㒉㘦䒮

䛮㘓

㲝䴱

䧟㘓䶩䦰㞋

㘦㞋㘦䯫

䞹䧟㲝

㞋䶩䧟䟏䧟㸐㠏

㲝䟏㘓

䝭䝭䝭䝭

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