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希喇，奥林匹斯山。
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雷霆在山顶环绕。
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雷霆之下，一个男人眼瞳深邃，遥望着东方。
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“惊才绝艳的华夏年轻人？”
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“呵呵，有意思！”
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“只是可惜，不懂得隐藏锋芒啊。”
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“木秀于林风必摧之的道理都不懂，又怎能走得远呢？”
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男人冷冷一笑，手掌虚握，便有一团雷霆幻灭。
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埃既，法老殿。
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