Chapter 135

"Ancestors."

Mingri was shocked and said, "You, you mean, His Majesty...is not dead!"

Ah Kui was also stunned: "Really?!!"

Xie Tingyun nodded, tapped his forehead, and said, "The tranquil soul is here."

Then, he said softly, "Thank you for your hard work in defending Canglang and Canaan these days."

“…”

Mingri and Agui stood there in a daze for a while. After they finally reacted, they both gasped.

If you look closely, you can see their eyes suddenly turn red.

After a while, Mingri lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Mingri apologizes to you for his recklessness. Sorry, Master Saint."

"No problem," Xie Tingyun knew how difficult it was for them, and said, "The body under the abyss is still alive, but it still contains a lot of resentful spirits. We are now trying to figure out how to get your master's body out intact."

Agui raised his head suddenly and said, "Sir, Mingri's talent is voyeurism. He can see the scenery and people within a certain range around him. Can he help?"

“Yes, yes, yes!” Daoming walked over.

The demons' arrival made quite a noise, but when they saw that they had no ill intentions and were looking for Xie Tingyun, the human cultivators around them consciously moved aside to make room for them.

These are the people who are often seen around the Demon Lord, and they probably came for the Demon Lord. In this case, they are a group.

Now that we were talking about business, Daoming came back and said, "Very useful. We haven't been able to successfully reach the realm of resentful ghosts in the past few days, and we haven't found the body of Mr. Ning and the soul of the demon king. If your talent for snooping can help, it would be very useful!"

Mingri touched his chest with his left hand, "Mingri is so lucky."

Ning Chen's heart was beating very fast in Xie Tingyun's mind, and he looked like he was going to go out and scold those two idiots who were trying to take advantage of his body. However, through Xie Tingyun's eyes, he saw A Kui secretly wiping tears in a deserted corner, and he fell silent again.

Xie Tingyun was imprisoned in his arms, with slight bite marks on his neck and the back of his hands. That was the price Xie Tingyun paid for successfully holding on to Ning Chen.

Xie Tingyun tilted his head back helplessly and said, "Look, they are so loyal to you, and you actually want to go out and scold them."

Ning Chen refused to admit that he had softened his heart again, so he said expressionlessly: "They want to put my body on the altar! How can you tolerate this! If they put it on the altar, then the next step is to burn incense and worship it on every demon tribe festival!"

But he's alive! Alive!

Worship him, damn!

Xie Tingyun laughed: "You are controlled by others now, can you act like you are controlled by others?"

Ning Chen snorted. He lowered his head, rubbed the bite mark on Xie Tingyun's neck, and said vaguely: "I can't die anyway. If they really want to, they can wait until I'm really dead..."

Xie Tingyun turned his head, lowered his eyes and stared at Ning Chen's lips, then kissed her and said simply, "Shut up. A living person should not talk about death."

Ning Chen: “…”

Being controlled by others... being controlled by others.

…

After a while, Ning Chen finally buried himself in Xie Tingyun's neck.

He was lost in thought for a long time, and then said hoarsely, "I left them a lot of protective magic tools and forbidden formations. At least... at least enough to prevent them from being bullied by the demons. Even if they turn around and acknowledge their master, or become the leader themselves, they won't be retaliated too badly because of me. But why are these idiots so stubborn? Isn't it said that the demons are best at playing tricks on the fence and will not fall down wherever they are taller?"

Ning Chen closed his eyes and muttered, "Why do they change when it comes to this? They took all the benefits and didn't run away. They deserve to be bullied by other demons."

Xie Tingyun was silent for a while and said, "Are you really stupid or are you just pretending to be stupid?"

Ning Chen said, "I hope you and they are really stupid."

Xie Tingyun bit Ning Chen's lips lightly and said, "That's impossible."

Ning Chen angrily caught Xie Tingyun who was trying to escape.

Xie Tingyun laughed.

He kissed Ning Chen's lips gently and said, "Not everyone is heartless, Ning Chen."

Ning Chen stared at Xie Tingyun for a while, then hugged him in his arms and closed his eyes.

He used to be heartless and didn't consider his efforts as contributions.

Ning Chen is used to protecting and giving. He always acts according to his heart. He does what he wants to do. As for whether others want it or accept it, that is their business.

Besides, it’s not certain whether others want it or not.

Ning Shen is undoubtedly very good at protecting himself. He consciously sets the moral bottom line of everyone very low, so low that it conforms to his stereotypes and speculations about human nature and the world. He does not expect rewards or goodwill.

And then... this world always brings him something unexpected.

Beyond the sea of ​​knowledge.

"Sir, the Holy Son!?"

Xie Tingyun suddenly opened his eyes, and he quickly walked towards the dark sun in front of the endless abyss and asked, "What's wrong?"

Dao Ling was also there. He was activating a magic weapon to resist pressure, and then putting it on himself little by little.

If absorbing the resentful spirits in Ning Chen's body and bringing Ning Chen out cannot be accomplished at the same time, then he will do them one by one.

Mingri's pupils shrank slightly, and he broke out in a cold sweat, as if he couldn't believe it: "Next, next..."

Dao Ling frowned: "What's going on down there?"

Everyone knew that these were Ning Chen's men, so they did not show hostility towards them. Upon hearing this, they all came over and hurriedly asked, "What did you see? Urgent, urgent, urgent."

Mingri managed to calm himself down and said, "I saw the position of His Majesty, but, but His Majesty, there's something wrong with him. And, next to His Majesty... is the Demon Lord."

Xie Tingyun's expression changed slightly.

He waved his sleeves and said, "Master, I will go down with you."

"No!" Everyone said in unison, including Ning Shen in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ning Chen held Xie Tingyun down and said in a low voice, "You are not allowed to go down."

Xie Tingyun said, "It would be safer if I go down with you. And you know, I am also in the state of nirvana."

When in the realm of resentful ghosts, although the Demon Lord Mingzhu showed signs of turning over a new leaf, Ning Chen was the one who destroyed Tiannan's ice coffin after all, and there was no guarantee that the Demon Lord would not come to his senses, feel resentment towards him, and do something to Ning Chen.

Xie Tingyun...didn't dare to gamble.

"Wait a minute... Lord Saint! Come here." Mingri's pupils shrank suddenly and he shouted. "Help me see what the Demon Lord means."

Xie Tingyun followed his instructions and went over.

Mingri raised his hand, and a ball of demonic energy emerged from his palm, eventually transforming into a slightly rippling water mirror.

The image in the mirror was a little dim, but everyone could still see the dark figure lying quietly in the center. His face was sharp and handsome, and his iconic dark red eyes were quietly closed, not showing, but everyone still recognized him at a glance.

He was clearly underwater in the pitch-black water, feeling a tremendous pressure, and a bone-chilling chill that penetrated every part of his body. However, he remained calm, as if nothing could wake him up.

Xie Tingyun stared blankly at the person who seemed to be asleep.

Dao Ling looked at the image in the mirror quietly, and rarely showed any expression to the person in the mirror.

The Mahayana masters present did not even dare to look at it any more.

Just that first glance was enough to remind them of everything that happened in the realm of resentful ghosts.

This demon took in the massive amount of resentful spirits and resentment into his own body just for them, for Xie Tingyun, the Mahayana monks, and the surviving disciples of other sects.

It was for them that this demon sank into the abyss with his life hanging by a thread.

The scene of him falling from the Riding Wind Sword and falling into the endless abyss almost became an inevitable part of the midnight dreams of all the Mahayana masters present.

In the half of my life as a righteous person, too many worldly concepts and stereotypes were broken because of this demon clan.

However, a moment later, everyone saw two souls suddenly appear in the water mirror.

One of the souls was particularly conspicuous, covered in red and majestic destiny. The bright red light flowed slowly, restraining the soul like an old dragon, making it forever suffer from the ripping and biting of the vengeful spirits.

The other one was much dimmer and more transparent, but the figure was very familiar. Xie Tingyun knew at a glance that it was Tiannan.

As if aware of a prying gaze coming from above the abyss, the Demon Lord Ming Cang raised his head, his eyes seemingly passing through a mirror, meeting everyone's gaze.

“……!”

Ming Candle, however, did not show any sign of surprise.

He raised his palm to show everyone the vengeful spirit that was piercing and gnawing at his soul, then pointed at Ning Chen and silently gestured with his hands to grab.

Ming Cang looked up quietly. He mouthed silently through the void, "The vengeful spirit in his body is gone."

“He won the bet.”

Xie Tingyun's pupils shrank suddenly.

Afterwards, Ming Cang lowered his eyes, looked at the man who had been sinking in the endless abyss for many days, and then pointed his fingertips with the bright red spell of heaven at the center of Ning Chen's eyebrows.

The next moment, when Ming Candle moved his fingers away, he saw a faint soul fire emerging from between Ning Chen's eyebrows.

Xie Tingyun paused, and then said in disbelief: "...Soul Fire?"

Those soul fires seemed to be planted in Ning Chen's sea of ​​consciousness. Now they emerged from between Ning Chen's brows as if they were competing for it, and gathered silently around Ning Chen.

That was... the soul fire that the earth-bound spirit villagers in Pingjing Village insisted on suppressing and collecting.

From the moment the soul fire began to emerge, Xie Ting's soul in the sea of ​​​​cloud consciousness suddenly disappeared.

Then, in the mirror, the dark and motionless figure suddenly opened its eyes.

The pair of dark red eyes looked at the soul fire surrounding him, and were unexpectedly stunned.

He didn't know how long it took before he slowly raised his stiff fingertips and lightly touched the faint soul fire around his body.

The soul fire was touched lightly, and then burned more violently, as if trying to draw Ning Chen's attention away, and then rubbed Ning Chen's fingertips happily and affectionately.

He looked at the soul fire at his fingertips calmly, the faint blue light shone on his profile, as if countless starlight points fell into those dark red eyes.

Xie Tingyun felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer in the heart.

All the soul fires in the tranquil sea of ​​consciousness surged out, and each soul fire represented a blessing and gift given to him by an earthbound spirit.

They surrounded Ning Chen's body, and after a moment, they actually lifted Ning Chen up and slowly floated upwards.

Ning Chen: “?!”

Ning Chen's expression finally showed a hint of surprise. For the first time, he felt overwhelmed and at a loss. This body had been frozen for too long, and Ning Chen had difficulty even lifting a finger, let alone anything else. As a result, Ning Chen could not do anything he wanted to do now.

Xie Tingyun could not find Ning Shen in his sea of ​​consciousness. Now he saw him lying quietly at the bottom of the Endless Abyss, in the collapsed ruins of the Ghost Realm, and being supported upwards by countless soul fires. So he suddenly turned around and walked towards the Endless Abyss.

He strode through the endless restrictions and then jumped down cleanly.

"Why?!!"

"Come back, Tingyun! You didn't bring your anti-pressure weapon!!"

Dao Ling said nothing. With a sullen look on his face, he followed Xie Tingyun and jumped down.

Although no one knows whose soul fires those are and why they are willing to give them to Ning Chen, all in all, they have been of great help so far.

The support of the soul fire completely made up for their fatal flaw of not being able to dive into the ruins of the ghost realm. If Mingzhu really cleared out all the resentful spirits in Ningchen's body and sea of ​​consciousness, it would mean that now they only needed to go down to receive the demon.

Countless sparks of fire lit up the darkness around Ning Chen. Ning Chen watched as the light around him gradually dimmed as the soul fires that were supporting him to float upward burned fiercely.

Ning Chen opened his mouth, his voice was extremely hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time: "You...you..."

But the soul fires don't care.

They rubbed Ning Chen's hand and shook their faint soul fire in front of Ning Chen, as if to comfort him that it was okay.

At that moment, the slightly hoarse voice of the skinny and gentle woman echoed in Ning's ears again.

She said, "Take it. Maybe... it will be useful in the future."

Under the endless darkness, countless spark-like lights support a person to slowly go up. Some people stay here forever, while others resolutely jump into the abyss without any hesitation.

Mingri threw away the mirror and jumped down with Agui.

The other Mahayana monks looked at each other, rolled up their sleeves, and followed them down.

Seeing the high-level monks jumping down like dumplings, Daoming on the shore took off his coat and planned to jump down into the abyss as well. Turning around, he saw a bunch of Jindan Kongming disciples also wanted to follow them down, so he hurriedly cried out and rushed over to stop them: "You don't have enough cultivation, why are you going down to join in the fun! I will have to catch you when the time comes!"

The disciples were all shocked and cried out in grievance: "We also want to go and fetch the Demon Lord. Didn't the two demons in the Void Stage go down?"

"How about you come and pick us up later?"

Daoming: “…”

"You don't have the strong physique of the demons, nor do you have the means to save your lives. What will happen to them and you?!" Daoming's forehead was throbbing with veins jumping. "All of you, get out of here!"

A dangerous place of this magnitude is not to be taken lightly!

I'm so angry that I'll take these ignorant bastards to the punishment hall to have them reflect on themselves when I get back!

There is no end to it.

Ning Chen looked at the soul fire surrounding him, feeling stiff and a little overwhelmed.

Xie Tingyun was sinking very quickly. Endless pressure was pressing on his shoulders. He had no intention of resisting and took advantage of the pressure to sink faster.

The soul fires went from extremely bright to extremely dim, and Xie Tingyun gradually approached.

The soul fires burned out their last bit of strength and light, and at the moment when they completely dimmed and disappeared, Xie Tingyun reached out and held Ning Chen in his arms!

Upon seeing this, the soul fires jumped silently in joy, and then completely dissipated into the abyss with satisfaction.

The endless abyss fell into darkness again, but spiritual lights began to light up one after another.

That was the movement of the monks who jumped down following Xie Tingyun's steps and slowly approaching him.

Xie Tingyun's hands were shaking. He released Chengfeng, holding Ningchen in one hand and holding Chengfeng's sword handle in the other. Chengfeng's sharp blade broke through the water and slowly lifted the two of them up.

Dao Ling landed beside the two of them silently.

Apart from Ning Chen, he was the person with the highest cultivation level here. Dao Ling took out a magical weapon to resist pressure from his arms and stuffed it into the arms of the two people along with his wooden stick.

The pressure dropped dramatically with the wind.

If Chengfeng, with a sword, leads two people to break through the heavy pressure and go against the current, it is still a bit difficult.

However, now with the addition of Dao Ling, a magical weapon of the Silent Realm, the speed of ascent has increased a lot.

Ning Chen was now clinging tightly to Xie Tingyun. Xie Tingyun's hands were tightly around his waist and were trembling a little. It was unclear whether it was because of the cold or for other reasons.

Ning was silent for a while, and just wanted to raise his hand to cover it, but this body that had been frozen for a long time did not obey his command at all, and was so stiff that he could hardly move.

He could only lift his fingertips just now, which was the limit of the range of motion of this body.

Now, Ning Chen's eyes were the only part of his body that he could move freely, so he could only stare at Xie Tingyun blankly.

Xie Tingyun noticed the calm gaze. He looked at the calmness and the overly lively eyes, which were in stark contrast to the stiff body. He was silent for a while and said, "I don't understand."

The calm dark red eyes moved back and forth unwillingly.

Seeing that he was about to float to the surface, Xie Tingyun simply pressed Ning Chen's head into his arms and said concisely: "Let's talk about it after we get out."

Ning Chen: “…”

Ning Chen was so angry!

Almost all the high-ranking monks who were prepared on the shore came down with him. Xie Tingyun received Ning Chen, and with the help of the Taoist spirit, it was no problem for him to float to the surface.

After Mingri and Agui came down, they wanted to bring Zun Shang up with them, but when they saw Xie Tingyun and Daoling were beside Zun Shang, they paused for a moment and did not go over to take a look.

With these two people in the state of nirvana or near nirvana by your side, there is no need to worry about your coming up.

So they followed Xie Tingyun and, together with the Fluorescent Army, slowly and silently ascended.

No one thought this was a waste of effort.

Countless splashes of water gradually exploded on the surface of the book, and people broke out of the water one after another. Xie Tingyun was the first to bring Ning Chen up.

Ning Chen had been under the Endless Abyss for an unknown period of time, with his seven orifices sealed. Now that he had suddenly come ashore, he coughed instinctively, and suddenly there was a clapping hand behind him.

Ning Chen could do nothing now and could only lie in Xie Tingyun's arms. Xie Tingyun helped him breathe smoothly while using his spiritual power to dry both of their bodies.

Xie Tingyun immediately touched Ning Chen's brows, closed his eyes, and probed into his sea of ​​consciousness, while quickly saying, "Don't reject me."

Ning Chen responded in a low voice, and the next moment, Xie Tingyun's consciousness patrolled vigilantly in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The quiet sea of ​​consciousness was empty, no longer filled with resentful ghosts and spirits that almost broke the sea of ​​consciousness.

Xie Tingyun felt his meridians again and got the same result.

All those vengeful spirits and ghosts that were supposed to kill Ning Shen as soon as they emerged from the water are now gone.

Xie Tingyun recalled the action of Ming Candle raising his hand to grab something in the water mirror.

Only now did Xie Tingyun fully understand the meaning of this action.

In this world, nothing can attract more evil spirits than a candle. If there is anyone who can remove the evil spirits in Ning Shen's body, it must be the candle.

Now it seems that he really did not lie.

Xie Tingyun's heart finally settled down. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then silently hugged Ning Chen tightly.

Dao Ling looked at the wooden stick that had been thrown aside since he got ashore, stared at Xie Tingyun in disbelief, and opened his mouth several times, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Daoming stayed where he was in order to stop those disciples who shouldn't go down. He looked at Daoling's face full of disbelief, and then looked at Chengfeng and the wooden stick that were left aside by Xie Tingyun. He quickly winked at the disciples beside him, and then he pulled Daoling aside and coaxed him in a gentle voice: "Brother, good brother, please forgive the couple who just separated life and death. It's not easy for them to live together, don't you think?"

The disciple standing by also knew how to read people's expressions, and quickly picked up Daoling's wooden staff and Chengfeng and said, "Master, don't mind it. Senior Brother always treats everyone equally. Look, Chengfeng is treated the same way."

Dao Ling: “…”

Chengfeng: “…”

It's really going to be angry!!

Ning Chen was held tightly in his arms, unable to move at all, so he could only speak awkwardly: "Thank you, thank you Tingyun."

Xie Tingyun silently nestled around his neck, holding Ning Chen with such strength that it seemed as if he was kneading him into his bones and blood.

Hide it, protect it, so that no one can hurt Ning Shen anymore.

It was not until he held the person tightly in his arms that Xie Tingyun felt the real situation.

The tightly pressed chest was still beating, strong, steady, and regular.

It is no longer the empty corpse with a hollow heart.

Ning Shen is still alive.

At this moment, in his arms.

Ning Shen's body was frozen stiff, and Xie Tingyun's usually cool body temperature seemed to be much hotter.

He was embraced in warmth, and the spiritual energy around him wrapped him in warmth, warming away his deep sleepiness.

"Xie, Tingyun...I'm sleepy." Ning Chen's eyes gradually became dark.

So strange.

He had been nurturing his spirit in Xie Tingyun's sea of ​​consciousness for several days, and had already trained himself to the point where he could sleep and wake up together with Xie Tingyun, so that he would not fall asleep without knowing what day it was.

At this time, Ning Shen had returned to his body, but he began to feel sleepy.

Xie Tingyun's eyes turned red, and he suddenly realized what was happening. He picked up Ning Chen and said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay. Leave the rest to me. Go to sleep."

After he said this, Ning Chen closed his eyes with extraordinary relief.

Chengfeng just watched Xie Tingyun carrying the person back, thinking that if Xie Tingyun didn't take it away this time, then it would... it would be in a bad mood for the whole day!

No, plus the time Ning Chen got it beaten, two days! !

Fortunately, Xie Tingyun still remembered that he still had a natal sword, and when he passed by, he called Chengfeng back into the scabbard. Chengfeng was satisfied and decided to only be angry for one day to avenge Ning Chen for causing him to get beaten.

…

After Ning Chen fell into a coma that day, Xie Tingyun brought him back to Yunfeng Pavilion.

Ning's body automatically began to grab whatever it could from the surroundings to repair itself and store its magic energy. He had been in the Endless Abyss for many days, and the magic energy in his body was already frozen and stagnant. The resentful spirits that almost filled his meridians were rushing through his body, causing varying degrees of damage to his meridians and magic core.

Xie Tingyun stayed by his side, feeding him spiritual power bit by bit.

Ning Shen's coma this time lasted a long time. After his wandering soul returned to his body after his death, he began a long process of recovery.

Every day, the disciples of the Medical Sect came to check on Ning Chen, and every time they concluded that Ning Chen was fine. But Xie Tingyun was still worried, and he originally wanted to take Ning Chen to the blood pool in the Demon Palace. However, there were many restrictions set by Ning Chen before, and Xie Tingyun couldn't break them even if he wanted to.

In the end, he had no choice but to ask Agui and Mingri to collect some magic cores to replenish Ning Chen's magic energy.

Fortunately, the frequency of Ning's awakening became more and more frequent, and the time he was awake was getting longer and longer. Xie Tingyun finally felt relieved.

It was not until he actually returned to this body that Ning Chen suddenly understood what Xie Tingyun meant when he said that it would be very difficult to adjust to the body.

He himself had been under the Endless Abyss for a long time, and after suddenly emerging from the water, his body would go through a thawing period.

During the thawing period, Ning Shen's body was stiff and his movements were restricted, but fortunately he slept through this period due to a long period of sleep.

After the thawing period, the restless soul and the new body will merge.

During this stage, Ning Chen's control over his body will go from weak to strong, which means that whatever he wants to do will have a certain probability of failure.

For example, when Ning Chen woke up early in the morning and saw Xie Tingyun sleeping quietly beside him with his eyes closed, he wanted to reach out and hold him in his arms, but his body reacted for a few seconds and he slapped Xie Tingyun on the shoulder, waking him up.

Ning Chen: “…”

Xie Tingyun: "..."

Ning Chen and Xie Tingyun, who had opened his eyes and was at a loss, stared at each other for a while. For the first time in his life, he felt the embarrassment of wanting to crawl into a crack in the ground.

Ning Chen cleared his throat and tried to take his hand back, but his other hand snapped and rested on his own arm. Then, due to lack of strength from sleeping for so long, it slid to Xie Tingyun's neck.

Then this evil hand pinched Xie Tingyun's cheek and refused to let go no matter how Ning Chen ordered.

He even pulled it a few times against Ning Shen's will.

Xie Tingyun: "..."

Xie Tingyun finally came to his senses.

He lowered his eyes, looked at the hand that patted his shoulder, then turned his eyes away and looked at the hand that pinched his cheek, and fell into an unusual silence: "Do you want to explain?"

Ning Chen stared at him: "If I said I just wanted to hug you, and that's it, would you believe me?"

"I did it even if you don't believe me," Ning Chen said desperately, "Don't blame me. If you blame me, I'll just pretend to be dead."

Xie Tingyun: "..."

Xie Tingyun couldn't help laughing.

He also guessed that Ning Chen probably hadn't yet completely taken control of this body, so he just found it funny.

Ning Chen looked at Xie Tingyun for a while, then said solemnly, "Xie Tingyun."

Xie Tingyun was startled by his tone and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ning Chen looked at him for a long while, and seeing that Xie Tingyun still didn't understand, he asked eagerly: "Do you really need me to pat you again before you are willing to hug me?"

Xie Tingyun: "..."

Xie Tingyun couldn't help but smiled.

He sighed helplessly, pried Ning Chen's hands apart, took the initiative to dive into Ning Chen's arms, and said, "Blame me. Are you satisfied now?"

Ning Chen buried himself in Xie Tingyun's neck and rubbed it for a while. After taking a deep breath, he said contentedly, "Satisfied... No, barely satisfied."

Xie Tingyun curled his eyes, raised his head from Ning Chen's arms, stretched out his hand and gently turned Ning Chen's face, kissed him softly at the corner of his lips, and said: "Now? You should be satisfied now."

Ning Chen felt the soft touch on his lips and looked at Xie Tingyun eagerly.

“…”

"Ancestors."

Xie Tingyun looked at Ning Chen helplessly, then pushed Ning Chen's shoulders and pressed him against the bed.

In the Yunfeng Pavilion, Chengfeng and Bunian were placed on the knife rack, and were fighting happily with their swords and tassels.

On the bed, a white gauze curtain slowly fell, hiding the movements of the person inside and revealing only a vague and charming figure.

Xie Tingyun's eyes were scattered on Ning Chen's face. In the gap between them, he raised his hand and gently stroked Ning Chen's lips, his breathing a little disordered.

Ning Chen's hand was grabbed by him and placed on his waist. Xie Tingyun ordered: "Hold it down."

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