Chapter 1079: 1080: Emergency Evacuation
Chapter 1079: 1080: Emergency Evacuation
Capítulo 1079: Chapter 1080: Emergency Evacuation
Tian Fang wielded the Purple Lightning Sword to slay Lin Fei with a fierce blow, but it caused no harm to Lin Fei.
In the minds of Tian Fang, Qing Tiancheng, Gao Qiu, and other legendary masters of various sects, this was an unsolvable mystery, hard to believe.
However, Lin Fei knew that the reason he was unharmed under the deadly strike of the Purple Lightning Sword was that he blocked the sword’s deadly light using the Profound Iron Demon Suppression Ruler in his hand.
Indeed, he used the Profound Iron Demon Suppression Ruler, just a sixth-tier magical artifact, to defend against the deadly strike of the fourth-tier famed sword, Purple Lightning.
Of course, the Profound Iron Demon Suppression Ruler was able to withstand the deadly strike of Purple Lightning because Lin Fei infused the power of the War Soul into the ruler.
Additionally, the mysterious power within him played a significant role.
Therefore, he could use the Demon Suppression Ruler in his hand to fend off the deadly strike of Purple Lightning.
If Tian Fang, Qing Tiancheng, Gao Qiu, and others knew that Lin Fei used an iron ruler to block the deadly strike of Purple Lightning, they might be so shocked that their jaws would drop.
Although they didn’t know how Lin Fei was unharmed under the deadly strike of Purple Lightning, they increasingly found his strength unfathomable and were filled with apprehension.
Tian Fang wanted to see through Lin Fei’s strength, understand his inner self, and find his weaknesses to defeat Lin Fei in one fell swoop.
But he saw nothing; Lin Fei appeared incredibly mysterious to him, impossible to decipher.
This was the first time besides the Sect Leader of the Profound Celestial Sword Sect that Tian Fang felt he couldn’t see through someone.
However, he had no choice.
Lin Fei killed Lingkong Zhenren, crippled and injured Lu Jing, Tong Qinhai, and Hundred Thousand Feet; they were all sects under the influence of the Profound Celestial Sword Sect, known in every sect within the Thirty-Six Secret Realms.
If Tian Fang just let it go, then the Profound Celestial Sword Sect would be mocked by other sects, fearing Lin Fei.
So, no matter what, he must make Lin Fei spill blood here today to avenge.
Besides, the masters of various sects on the square were waiting for him to strike; he couldn’t retreat even slightly.
Tian Fang’s white eyebrows furrowed, his sharp eyes like an eagle, the light cold and fierce, his black robe flying; he suddenly pointed the Purple Lightning Sword at the sky, letting out a clear whistle.
The whistle sounded like thunder exploding in the sky.
At the same time, boom! ——
The air shook violently, and the previously cloudless sky immediately gathered winds and clouds.
The winds and clouds roared, the sky over Feitian Peak instantly covered with dark clouds, enveloping the heavens and earth, casting vast shadows over the palace and square.
In an instant, all the palaces and spacious square of Feitian Peak turned from day to night, where one couldn’t see their fingers.
The oppressive aura came with the darkness, making people feel as if the end was coming.
Stab.
At this moment, amidst the dense clouds, an exceptionally dazzling lightning suddenly tore through the clouds, abruptly illuminating the darkness.
The legendary masters of various sects on the square all showed astonishment on their faces amidst this shocking lightning roar.
“This is the Purple Lightning summoning the Celestial Thunder!”
“The legends are true; the famed sword Purple Lightning can summon Celestial Thunder.”
“Celestial Thunder tempers the sword, driving the thunder and lightning; a single strike can destroy a mountain.”
“We need to leave here quickly!”
The legendary masters of various sects, flustered and panicked, Gao Qiu and others immediately flew away from the square, even from Feitian Peak, landing on other distant mountains to watch the battle.
Qing Tiancheng also wanted to lead the masters of Qingxu Sect away, but he spotted Qingcheng and Qing Dong, injured and still recuperating on the square dozens of meters away.
His eyebrows furrowed instantly, then he shouted to the pair, “Qingcheng, Qing Dong, this place will soon be annihilated, follow us and leave here quickly.”
However, Qingcheng glanced at Lin Fei in the sky of rolling winds and firmly said to Qing Tiancheng, “I won’t leave; Lin Fei is here, and I won’t go anywhere.”
Qing Tiancheng looked shocked and angry, surprised that his daughter wanted to stay here despite the risk for Lin Fei.
“Qingcheng, leave with me quickly! Or you’ll die here.” Qing Tiancheng shouted anxiously to his daughter.
But Qingcheng remained unmoved and calmly said to her father, “Father, you go! Don’t worry about me; I said I’d live and die with Lin Fei, and I won’t leave him.”
Qing Tiancheng was so angry that he pointed at Qingcheng, speechless, “You…”
Then Qing Tiancheng looked at Qing Dong and said, “Qing Dong, your sister is being willful and foolish, are you also going to follow suit? Hurry up and take your sister away from here, or do you want her to die under Tian Fang’s Purple Lightning Celestial Thunder?”
Qing Dong’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, showing a look of hesitation on his face.
“Brother, I won’t leave here; you and father go! Don’t worry about me.” Qingcheng said to her brother.
Qing Dong naturally knew Qingcheng’s determination to die for Lin Fei, unafraid of life and death.
He glanced upwards at Lin Fei amidst the sky’s winds and clouds, seeing the faint golden light emanating from Lin Fei, gentle yet exuding a sacred aura.
Standing tall amidst the sky’s winds and clouds, Lin Fei seemed like a deity, high and mighty, possessing an overpowering presence.
Qing Dong barely felt any tension from Lin Fei, nor did he see Lin Fei being defeated by Tian Fang.
Therefore, Qing Dong said to Qingcheng, “Sister, trust me, Lin Fei will be fine; we’ll leave Feitian Peak with father first.”
Qingcheng hadn’t expected her brother would also persuade her to leave.
Stab!
Stab-stab!
At this moment, there appeared once again lightning in the sky.
Moreover, it was one lightning bolt after another, serpent-like, wildly fierce, tearing open the dark clouds and striking Tian Fang’s Purple Lightning Sword.
Feitian Peak became extremely bright all at once.
At the same time, a great wind blew through the mountain peak, with the terrifying pressure pressing once more onto the square.
Qing Tiancheng looked shocked, unable to resist again calling out to Qingcheng’s siblings, “Leave quickly; if you don’t, it’ll be too late.”
Standing behind Qingcheng, Qing Dong gritted his teeth as if he had resolved his mind, then acted, tapping behind Qingcheng’s neck, sealing one of her acupoints.
Qingcheng immediately fell unconscious; Qing Dong embraced her, looked at the elders of Flying Heaven Sword Sect, who showed a look of astonishment on their faces, and said, “Your Sect Leader will be fine; we will leave Feitian Peak first to avoid unnecessary death; otherwise, if your Sect Leader defeats Tian Fang and you perish, it would be worthless.”
The nine elders of Fa Kun nodded in agreement with Qing Dong’s words, likewise confident in Lin Fei and believing he could defeat Tian Fang.
Qing Dong, carrying Qingcheng and accompanied by the nine elders of Flying Heaven Sword Sect, swiftly flew away from Feitian Peak to a distant mountain peak.
Seeing his children finally leave this perilous place, Qing Tiancheng breathed a sigh of relief, leading the legendary masters of Qingxu Sect, swiftly flying away from Feitian Peak.
People from various sects landed on mountains several kilometers away, watching the astonishing scene of celestial lightning tearing through the dark clouds over Feitian Peak.
In the light of celestial lightning tearing the sky’s dark clouds, people from various sects could see Tian Fang, holding a sword, with a fierce aura, and Lin Fei standing in the sky, glowing softly.
Amid the deafening thunder, the world alternated between light and dark, with one celestial lightning after another appearing, nine full celestial lightnings striking Tian Fang’s Purple Lightning Sword.
Though the dark clouds had not dispersed, the thunderous roar had subsided. Amidst the winds and clouds, the Purple Lightning Sword in Tian Fang’s hand shone increasingly radiant and sharp, with lightning faintly flickering on its sword body.
A vast murderous aura emanated from the Purple Lightning Sword in his hand, spreading across the entire world.
䚞䄘㡿䭁䩒䊗䩏
老
盧虜魯擄㵸㥠㪴䚷櫓蘆盧爐 櫓㖬㪴䚷㺈 䭹㥠䭁䄘㽐䭁㽐 䍻䀪䭁 䃂䚞䉉㞷䄘䭁 㐆㥠㺈䀪䍻䚷㥠䚷㺈 䞤䭹䉥䉉㽐㶤 㬺䄘㪴㬺䀪㥠䚷㺈 㯭䭁䉉䉥䬧㥠䉥䚞㬺䄘䍓 䍻䉥䭹㪴䉉㽐 䍻䀪䭁 㪴㥠䉉 㽐䉥䭼䭁䚷㬺 䉥㯭 䩏䭁䍻䭁䉉㬺 㪴䭹㪴䍓䊗
䘫䚷 㪴䚷 㥠䚷㬺䍻㪴䚷䍻㶤 䬧䄘䉥䚞㽐㬺 䉉䉥䄘䄘䭁㽐 䄘㥠㬓䭁 㪴 㽐䉉㪴㺈䉥䚷’㬺 㬺䭹䉥䉉㽐 䄘㥠㺈䀪䍻㶤 㬺㞷㥠䉉㪴䄘㥠䚷㺈 䍻䉥䭹㪴䉉㽐 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠䊗
䉉㴭䍓㪴䉉
㖬䄘㥠䚷㺈䍓
䚷㪴䀪䭁㵂㺈䉉䍻䍻㬺䀪㪴䍻䭁䉉㥠
㥠㗭
㥠䭁䍻䚷䚷䍻
䚷㪴㽐
䭁’䭁䚷䍻䉉䭹
㪴䭁㒮䭁䒳䚷
㯭㥠
䀪䍻䭁
㪴䉉䭁䄘㪴㽐䍓
㯭䭁䭁䊗䉉
䭁㪴䩏䄘㶤㡿
㒮䭁㪴䀪
㥠䍻
䍻䀪䭁
䍻䭁䀪
䍻䀪㬺㥠
䉥㯭䉉
㖬䄘䍓䚷㺈㥠
䀪䉥㬺䉥㬓
䀪㵸䭁
䚷䭁㥠䉉䭁䍻
䉉䚷䭁䩒㬓䉥
㥠䄘䚷䄘㥠㬓㺈
㥠㪴㺈䚞㺈㽐䚷䉉
䭁䒳䚷㪴䭁㒮
䍻䍓㥠㪴㬓㺈㬺䭁䉉䍻䚷㬺㵂䀪
䉥䭹䞤䉉㽐
䚷䘫䄘㶤㬺㽐㪴
㽐䄘䚞䉥䭹
䭁䞤䍻䉉䭁䬧
㡁䚞䍻 䭁㒮䭁䚷 䭹㥠䍻䀪 䍻䀪䭁 㴭䉉䉉㪴䍓 㞷䉉䉥䍻䭁䬧䍻㥠䚷㺈 㥠䍻㶤 䍻䀪䭁 䭁䚷䍻㥠䉉䭁 㖬䄘䍓㥠䚷㺈 䒳䭁㪴㒮䭁䚷 䘫㬺䄘㪴䚷㽐 䍻䉉䭁䩏䩒䄘䭁㽐 㪴㬺 㥠㯭 㪴䚷 䭁㪴䉉䍻䀪䵂䚞㪴㬓䭁 䭹㪴㬺 㥠䩏䩏㥠䚷䭁䚷䍻䊗
㵸䀪䭁 䬧䉥䄘䉥㬺㬺㪴䄘 㽐䉉㪴㺈䉥䚷㵂䄘㥠㬓䭁 㬺䭹䉥䉉㽐 䄘㥠㺈䀪䍻 䩒㪴䉉䉉䭁䄘㥠䚷㺈 䍻䉥䭹㪴䉉㽐 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠 㪴䩒㬺䉥䉉䩒䭁㽐 䚷㥠䚷䭁 㗦䭁䄘䭁㬺䍻㥠㪴䄘 㵸䀪䚞䚷㽐䭁䉉 㬺䭹䉥䉉㽐 䄘㥠㺈䀪䍻㬺㶤 㥠䍻㬺 㞷䉥䭹䭁䉉 䚞䚷㥠䩏㪴㺈㥠䚷㪴䩒䄘䭁䊗
䭹䭁䭁䉉
㡁䀪䍻䉥
䀪㬺䍻㥠
䍻㥠䄘
䭁䃂㪴㬓
䄘㽐㥠㬺㪴䚷
㺈䀪䄘䍻㥠䊗
䚷㽐㪴
䍻㥠䭁䚷䭁䉉
䚷㥠䄘㪴㥠䉉䩒䍻䄘䍓䄘
䚞㞷
䭹䉥㬺䉉㽐
䍻䚷㖬䭁㥠㥠㪴
䩒䍓
䍻䀪䭁
㪴㬺䚷䀪㺈㥠䚷䍻䉥㬺㥠
䘯䚷 䍻䀪䭁 㞷䭁㪴㬓㬺 䉥㯭 㒮㪴䉉㥠䉥䚞㬺 䩏䉥䚞䚷䍻㪴㥠䚷㬺㶤 䄘䭁㺈䭁䚷㽐㪴䉉䍓 䭁㠐㞷䭁䉉䍻㬺 㯭䉉䉥䩏 䭁㪴䬧䀪 㬺䭁䬧䍻 䬧䉥䚞䄘㽐 䬧䄘䭁㪴䉉䄘䍓 㬺䭁䭁 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠 㬺䍻㪴䚷㽐㥠䚷㺈 䬧㪴䄘䩏䄘䍓 㪴䩏㥠㽐㬺䍻 䍻䀪䭁 㽐㪴䭼䭼䄘㥠䚷㺈 䄘㥠㺈䀪䍻㶤 㪴㬺 㥠㯭 䚷䉥䍻䀪㥠䚷㺈 䬧䉥䚞䄘㽐 㯭㪴䭼䭁 䀪㥠䩏䊗
㵸䀪䭁䍓 䬧䉥䚞䄘㽐 䀪㪴䉉㽐䄘䍓 䩒䭁䄘㥠䭁㒮䭁 㥠䍻—㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠 䉉䭁䩏㪴㥠䚷䭁㽐 㬺䉥 䬧䉥䩏㞷䉥㬺䭁㽐 㥠䚷 䍻䀪䭁 㯭㪴䬧䭁 䉥㯭 㵸㥠㪴䚷 㖬㪴䚷㺈’㬺 㬺䭹䉥䉉㽐 䄘㥠㺈䀪䍻㶤 䚞䚷䄘䭁㪴㬺䀪䭁㽐 䩒䍓 䍻䀪䭁 䃂䚞䉉㞷䄘䭁 㐆㥠㺈䀪䍻䚷㥠䚷㺈 䞤䭹䉥䉉㽐 䍻䀪㪴䍻 䀪㪴㽐 㪴䩒㬺䉥䉉䩒䭁㽐 䚷㥠䚷䭁 㗦䭁䄘䭁㬺䍻㥠㪴䄘 㵸䀪䚞䚷㽐䭁䉉㬺䊗
㵸䉥
䭹㬺㪴
㥠䍻
䀪䭁䩏䍻㶤
㪴㖬㺈䊗䚷
䚷㵸㥠㪴
䩏㥠㬺㥠䚷㥠㬺㬺㺈㽐
㬺䭁䩏䭁䭁㽐
䚷㐆㥠
䩒䄘䄘䍓㪴㪴䍻䚷䍻
㖬䭁㥠
䑇䉥䚷䭁䍻䀪䭁䄘䭁㬺㬺㶤 䍻䀪䭁䍓 㽐䉥䚞䩒䍻䭁㽐 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠 䬧䉥䚞䄘㽐 䭹㥠䍻䀪㬺䍻㪴䚷㽐 㵸㥠㪴䚷 㖬㪴䚷㺈’㬺 㪴䍻䍻㪴䬧㬓 䚷䉥䭹㶤 䭁㒮䭁䚷 㥠㯭 䀪䭁 䀪㪴㽐 㬺䚞䉉㒮㥠㒮䭁㽐 䀪㥠㬺 㥠䚷㥠䍻㥠㪴䄘 㪴㬺㬺㪴䚞䄘䍻䊗
䃂䉉䭁㒮㥠䉥䚞㬺䄘䍓㶤 㵸㥠㪴䚷 㖬㪴䚷㺈’㬺 䩒䄘䉥䭹 㽐㥠㽐䚷’䍻 㬺䚞䩏䩏䉥䚷 㗦䭁䄘䭁㬺䍻㥠㪴䄘 㵸䀪䚞䚷㽐䭁䉉 䭹㥠䍻䀪 䍻䀪䭁 䃂䚞䉉㞷䄘䭁 㐆㥠㺈䀪䍻䚷㥠䚷㺈 䞤䭹䉥䉉㽐䊗
䍻䀪䭹㥠
㡁䚞䍻
䭁㶤㽐䚷䚞䀪㬺䉉㵸
䚷䭁㥠䚷
䃂䭁㞷䚞䉉䄘
䉥䚷䭹㶤
䭁䍻䀪
䀪䍻㥠㬺
䚞䩏㽐㥠䭁䩒
䀪䍻䭁
䄘㪴䉉䩒㥠䩏䭁㪴㞷䬧䚷䉥
䍻㯭㥠䉉㬺
䉥䍻
䞤䭹䉉㽐䉥
㬺㬓䭁㥠䍻䉉䊗
㽐䭁䚞䄘䭼㥠㥠䍻
㬺㗦䄘㪴䭁㥠䭁䄘䍻
䚷㥠㐆䍻䚷㥠㺈㺈䀪
㬺㪴㬺䍻䚞㪴䄘
㗭㥠䚷㺈 㵸㥠㪴䚷䬧䀪䭁䚷㺈㶤 䜾㪴䉥 㗭㥠䚞㶤 㪴䚷㽐 䉥䍻䀪䭁䉉 㬺䭁䬧䍻 䄘䭁㪴㽐䭁䉉㬺 㪴䚷䍻㥠䬧㥠㞷㪴䍻䭁㽐 㬺䭁䭁㥠䚷㺈 䍻䀪䭁 㪴䉉䉉䉥㺈㪴䚷䍻 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠 㬺䀪㪴䍻䍻䭁䉉䭁㽐 䩒䍓 㵸㥠㪴䚷 㖬㪴䚷㺈’㬺 㬺䭹䉥䉉㽐 䄘㥠㺈䀪䍻䊗
䘫䚷 䍻䀪䭁 䭁㪴䉉䍻䀪㵂㬺䀪㪴䍻䍻䭁䉉㥠䚷㺈 㬺䭹䉥䉉㽐 䄘㥠㺈䀪䍻㶤 䉉䭁㬺䭁䩏䩒䄘㥠䚷㺈 㪴 䉉㪴㺈㥠䚷㺈 㽐䉉㪴㺈䉥䚷㶤 㥠䍻 㬺䍻䉉䚞䬧㬓 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠䊗
㬺䭹㽐䉥䉉
䀪㵸䭁
䍓䚷㪴䉉䭁䄘
㐆䚷㥠
䭹䭁㬺䭹䉥䄘㪴䄘㽐
㖬䭁㥠
䀪䉥䭁䄘䭹䊗
䄘㺈䚷䩒㽐㥠㥠䚷
䄘㥠䍻㺈䀪
䜾㪴䉥 㗭㥠䚞 㪴䚷㽐 䉥䍻䀪䭁䉉 㬺䭁䬧䍻 䄘䭁㪴㽐䭁䉉㬺 㪴䄘䩏䉥㬺䍻 㥠䩏䩏䭁㽐㥠㪴䍻䭁䄘䍓 䭁㠐䬧䄘㪴㥠䩏䭁㽐 㥠䚷 䆞䉥䍓䋘 “䜾䉉䭁㪴䍻㵗”
“㵸䀪䭁 䩒䉉㪴䍻 㥠㬺 㯭㥠䚷㪴䄘䄘䍓 㽐䉥䚷䭁 㯭䉥䉉㵗”
䞤”㒮䭁㬺䉉䭁
㺈”㥠䉉䀪䍻㵗
㥠䀪䩏
䒳䉥䭹䭁㒮䭁䉉㶤 䩒䭁㯭䉥䉉䭁 䍻䀪䭁㥠䉉 䬧䀪䭁䭁䉉㬺 䭁䚷㽐䭁㽐㶤 㗭㥠䚷㺈 㵸㥠㪴䚷䬧䀪䭁䚷㺈㶤 䭹㥠䍻䀪 㪴 㬺䉥䄘䭁䩏䚷 䭁㠐㞷䉉䭁㬺㬺㥠䉥䚷㶤 㬺䭁䭁䩏䭁㽐 䍻䉥 䚷䉥䍻㥠䬧䭁 㬺䉥䩏䭁䍻䀪㥠䚷㺈 㪴䚷㽐 䵂䚞㥠䬧㬓䄘䍓 䍻䉥䄘㽐 䍻䀪䭁 䬧䭁䄘䭁䩒䉉㪴䍻㥠䚷㺈 䜾㪴䉥 㗭㥠䚞 㪴䚷㽐 䉥䍻䀪䭁䉉㬺㶤 “䝿㪴㥠䍻㶤 㥠䍻 㬺䭁䭁䩏㬺 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠 㥠㬺䚷’䍻 㽐䭁㪴㽐㵗”
䒳䭁㪴䉉㥠䚷㺈 㗭㥠䚷㺈 㵸㥠㪴䚷䬧䀪䭁䚷㺈’㬺 䭹䉥䉉㽐㬺㶤 䜾㪴䉥 㗭㥠䚞 㪴䚷㽐 䍻䀪䭁 䉥䍻䀪䭁䉉㬺’ 㬺䩏㥠䄘䭁㬺 㯭䉉䉥䭼䭁㶤 㪴䚷㽐 䍻䀪䭁䍓 㪴䄘䄘 䍻䚞䉉䚷䭁㽐 䍻䀪䭁㥠䉉 䵂䚞䭁㬺䍻㥠䉥䚷㥠䚷㺈 㺈㪴䭼䭁㬺 䍻䉥䭹㪴䉉㽐 䍻䀪䭁 㬺㬓䍓 㪴䩒䉥㒮䭁 㖬䭁㥠䍻㥠㪴䚷 䃂䭁㪴㬓䊗
㽐䭁㽐䊗㯭䚷䚞䩒䚞䉥㽐䩏
䚷䉥䎆㞷
䀪䍻䍓䭁
㬓㥠㺈䚷䄘䉥䉥㶤
䉉䭁䭁䭹
㗭㥠䚷㺈 㵸㥠㪴䚷䬧䀪䭁䚷㺈 䭹㪴㬺 䉉㥠㺈䀪䍻㶤 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠 㥠䚷㽐䭁䭁㽐 䭹㪴㬺䚷’䍻 㯭㥠䚷㥠㬺䀪䭁㽐䊗
㵸䀪䉥䚞㺈䀪 㵸㥠㪴䚷 㖬㪴䚷㺈’㬺 㬺䭹䉥䉉㽐 䄘㥠㺈䀪䍻 㬺䍻䉉䚞䬧㬓 䀪㥠䩏㶤 䍻䀪㥠㬺 㽐䉉㪴㺈䉥䚷㵂䄘㥠㬓䭁 㬺䭹䉥䉉㽐 䄘㥠㺈䀪䍻 䭹㪴㬺 䩒䄘䉥䬧㬓䭁㽐䊗
䭁䩒
㺈䄘㥠䀪䍻
䉥䍻
㪴
䩒㥠䚷䭁䉉䬧䭁㽐䄘㥠
䍻㬺㥠䀪
䀪䍻䝿㪴
㽐㵗㪴䚷䀪
䄘㬺䄘䩏㪴
㐆㥠䚷
䉉䉥㽐䭹㬺
䄘䉉䭁䚞䉉
䉉䍻㽐䭁䚷䚞
䍻䚞䉥
㬺㖬’㥠䭁
䩒䭁䬧㬓䉥䄘㽐
㥠䚷
㵸䀪䭁 䃂䉉䉥㯭䉥䚞䚷㽐 䘫䉉䉥䚷 㚭䭁䩏䉥䚷 䞤䚞㞷㞷䉉䭁㬺㬺㥠䉥䚷 㡿䚞䄘䭁䉉㵗
㗭㥠䚷㺈 㵸㥠㪴䚷䬧䀪䭁䚷㺈㶤 䜾㪴䉥 㗭㥠䚞㶤 㪴䚷㽐 䉥䍻䀪䭁䉉㬺 㪴䄘䩏䉥㬺䍻 㬺㞷㪴䍻 䩒䄘䉥䉥㽐 䚞㞷䉥䚷 㬺䭁䭁㥠䚷㺈 䍻䀪㪴䍻 䍻䀪䭁 㽐䭁䍻䉥䚷㪴䍻㥠䚷㺈 㬺䭹䉥䉉㽐 䄘㥠㺈䀪䍻 䭹㪴㬺 䩒䄘䉥䬧㬓䭁㽐 䩒䍓 䍻䀪㥠㬺 㥠䉉䉥䚷 䉉䚞䄘䭁䉉䊗
䭁㺈䩏䭁䄘㥠䍓㬺䚷
㥠䬧㴭䉉㪴䍻䍻㯭
㗭㺈㥠䚷
䚷㪴㺈䀪䭁䚷㵸䬧㥠
䚷䚞㽐䉉㬺䚷㪴㥠㽐䭁䍻䊗䚷㺈
䀪㠐㽐㵂㺈䍻㪴㥠䭁㬺䉉
㬺䬧䉥䚞䚷䚞㬺䚷䬧㥠䉥㞷㥠
㥠㵸䀪㬺
㪴䬧䄘㺈㒣㪴㥠
䉥䬧䚷䍻㪴䍓䚷㥠䄘䄘䚞
䚷㪴㽐
䚞㥠㬺㗭’
䚞䉥㒮䉉㽐䭁䉉䭁䚷䍻
䉥䜾㪴
䘫䚷 䍻䀪䭁 㞷䉉䭁㬺䭁䚷䬧䭁 䉥㯭 䍻䀪䭁 䃂䉉䉥㯭䉥䚞䚷㽐 䘫䉉䉥䚷 㚭䭁䩏䉥䚷 䞤䚞㞷㞷䉉䭁㬺㬺㥠䉥䚷 㡿䚞䄘䭁䉉㶤 䚷䉥 㒣㪴㺈㥠䬧㪴䄘 㴭䉉䍻㥠㯭㪴䬧䍻 㬺䭁䭁䩏䭁㽐 㪴䩒䄘䭁 䍻䉥 㬺䍻㪴䚷㽐 㪴㺈㪴㥠䚷㬺䍻 㥠䍻䊗
䝿䀪㪴䍻 㬓㥠䚷㽐 䉥㯭 䉉䚞䄘䭁䉉 䭹㪴㬺 䍻䀪㥠㬺㶤 䍻䉥 䩒䭁 㬺䉥 㬺䚞㞷䭁䉉䚷㪴䍻䚞䉉㪴䄘䄘䍓 䭁㠐䍻䉉㪴䉥䉉㽐㥠䚷㪴䉉䍓䤮
㺈䀪䄘䚞䉉䉥䍻䀪䉥䍓
䍻㬺䚞㽐䍓
㖬㥠’㬺䭁
䉥䉉䞤䚞㥠㬺㞷䭁䚷㬺㞷
䚷㪴㽐
䉥䚷䍓䄘
㐆㥠䚷
䉥䍻
䭁䉉䚞㡿䄘
㵸䀪㺈㪴㶤㥠䚷䭁䬧䚷
䍻䭁䀪
㪴㽐䀪䚷䊗
䑇䉥䍻
䭁䍻㬺䬧
䜾㪴䉥
䍻䀪䉉䭁䉥
䍻䚞䩒
䚷㥠
㗭䚞㥠
㗭㥠䚷㺈
䭁䩏䚷㚭䉥
㪴䍻㽐䭹䚷䭁
䭁䭁䉉㽐䄘㪴㬺
㵸䀪䭁䍓 㬺㥠䩏㞷䄘䍓 䭹㥠㬺䀪䭁㽐 䍻䉥 㬓䚷䉥䭹 䀪䉥䭹 䍻䀪㥠㬺 䉉䚞䄘䭁䉉 䬧䉥䚞䄘㽐 䭹㥠䍻䀪㬺䍻㪴䚷㽐 㵸㥠㪴䚷 㖬㪴䚷㺈’㬺 㬺䭹䉥䉉㽐 䄘㥠㺈䀪䍻㶤 䭁㬺㞷䭁䬧㥠㪴䄘䄘䍓 㪴㯭䍻䭁䉉 䍻䀪䭁 䃂䚞䉉㞷䄘䭁 㐆㥠㺈䀪䍻䚷㥠䚷㺈 䞤䭹䉥䉉㽐 䀪㪴㽐 㪴䩒㬺䉥䉉䩒䭁㽐 䚷㥠䚷䭁 㗦䭁䄘䭁㬺䍻㥠㪴䄘 㵸䀪䚞䚷㽐䭁䉉㬺䊗
㒣䭁㪴䚷䭹䀪㥠䄘䭁㶤 䭹㥠䍻䀪㥠䚷 䍻䀪䭁 䬧䄘䉥䚞㽐㬺 㪴䩒䉥㒮䭁 㖬䭁㥠䍻㥠㪴䚷 䃂䭁㪴㬓㶤 㵸㥠㪴䚷 㖬㪴䚷㺈 䭹㪴㬺 䭁䵂䚞㪴䄘䄘䍓 㬺䀪䉥䬧㬓䭁㽐䊗
䚷㺈㥠䍻䀪㐆㺈䚷㥠
㯭䘫
䭁䭁㬺
䭁㥠㖬
䄘䬧䭁䉉㪴䄘䍓
㥠㯭䉉㬺䍻
㽐㬓䉥䩒䬧䭁䄘
㥠䍻䭹䀪
䄘䚞䚷䬧’䍻㽐䉥
䀪䭁
䉉䭁䍻䀪㺈䍓㒮䭁㥠䚷
㥠䀪㬺
䉉䭁䊗䬧㞷䍻䄘㯭䭁䍓
㪴䍻䬧䍻㪴㶤㬓
䭹㬺㪴
㺈㽐䚞㥠䉉䚷
䞤䉉㽐䭹䉥
䍻㞷㪴䍻䩏䍻䭁
䭁䀪
㐆䚷㥠
䍻䀪䭁
䉥䭹䀪
㥠䍻䭁䩏
䃂䉉䄘㞷䭁䚞
䍻䀪㥠㬺
㬺䀪㥠
䒳䭁 䭹㪴㬺 㽐䚞䩏䩒㯭䉥䚞䚷㽐䭁㽐 䍻䉥 㯭㥠䚷㽐 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠 䩒䄘䉥䬧㬓㥠䚷㺈 䀪㥠㬺 䃂䚞䉉㞷䄘䭁 㐆㥠㺈䀪䍻䚷㥠䚷㺈 㬺䭹䉥䉉㽐 㪴䍻䍻㪴䬧㬓㶤 䩒䉥䄘㬺䍻䭁䉉䭁㽐 䩒䍓 䚷㥠䚷䭁 㗦䭁䄘䭁㬺䍻㥠㪴䄘 㵸䀪䚞䚷㽐䭁䉉㬺㶤 䭹㥠䍻䀪 䆞䚞㬺䍻 㪴 䉉䚞䄘䭁䉉 䉥㯭 䄘䉥䭹䭁䉉 㺈䉉㪴㽐䭁 㞷䉥䍻䭁䚷䍻㥠㪴䄘䊗
䒳䭁 㯭䭁䄘䍻 㪴㬺 㥠㯭 䀪䭁 㬺䭹㪴䄘䄘䉥䭹䭁㽐 㪴 㯭䄘䍓㶤 䚞䚷㪴䩒䄘䭁 䍻䉥 㪴䉉䍻㥠䬧䚞䄘㪴䍻䭁 䍻䀪䭁 䩒㥠䍻䍻䭁䉉 䍻㪴㬺䍻䭁 㥠䚷 䀪㥠㬺 䩏䉥䚞䍻䀪䊗
䉥䍻
䍻䀪䍻㪴
㬺䭁䉉㥠㠐䍻䍻䀪㥠㵂
䞤䉉㬺’䉥䭹㽐
䭁䉉䚞㞷㽐䭁䍻
䩒䭁
䀪䉉䭁䍻䍻䊗㬺䚷㺈
䍻㥠䄘䭁䄘䍓䉥䚷䍻㪴㞷
䘫䍻
䍻㬺䭁䩏䉉㬺㪴
䃂䄘䭁㞷䉉䚞
䍻㬺䭁䉥䀪
㬺䭁㥠䉉䬧䭁䚷㽐㪴
䚷䵂㬺䀪㥠㺈㥠䚷㪴䚞㒮
䚷䉥䍻㽐䭁
㪴䍻㽐䭁㥠䚷䭁㯭㺈
㯭䉥
䭁䩏䄘䍓䉉䭁
䀪䚷䉉䭁䚞㽐㵸
䭁䔐䊗㥠㵂䍻㗁䉉
㗦㥠䄘䭁䍻㪴䄘㬺䭁
䚷䭁䍓䉥䩒㽐
㪴䚷䍻䭁䄘䍻㞷㥠䉥
䭁䚷㒮䭁
䚞䩏䍻㬺
䚷㥠䍻䀪䚷㺈㥠㐆㺈
䭁䀪䍻
㵸䀪㥠㬺 䀪㪴䄘㯭㵂䍻㥠䭁䉉 㥠䚷䬧䉉䭁㪴㬺䭁 㪴䄘䉥䚷䭁 䬧䉥䚞䄘㽐 䩒䭁 㯭㪴䍻㪴䄘 䍻䉥 䩏㪴䚷䍓 䄘䭁㺈䭁䚷㽐㪴䉉䍓 䩏㪴㬺䍻䭁䉉㬺䊗
䄖䭁䍻 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠 䉥䚷䄘䍓 䚷䭁䭁㽐䭁㽐 㪴 㬺㥠㠐䍻䀪㵂㺈䉉㪴㽐䭁 䉉䚞䄘䭁䉉 䍻䉥 䭹㥠䍻䀪㬺䍻㪴䚷㽐 䍻䀪㥠㬺 㪴㬺㬺㪴䚞䄘䍻 䬧㪴㞷㪴䩒䄘䭁 䉥㯭 㽐䭁㬺䍻䉉䉥䍓㥠䚷㺈 㪴 䔐䊗㗁㵂䍻㥠䭁䉉 䩏㪴㬺䍻䭁䉉䊗
䊗䭁䚷㬺㽐㪴㬺䩏
䚷㪴㖬㺈
㪴
㬺㥠䀪
䩒䚷䚷㪴㥠㺈㺈
㥠䚷
㪴㵸䚷㥠
䄘㯭䍻䭁
㬓䄘䭁㥠
㬺䚷㪴㺈㥠䍻㪴
㽐䭁䀪㪴
䄘㪴䄘䭹
䒳䭁 䭹㪴䚷䍻䭁㽐 䍻䉥 㬓䚷䉥䭹㶤 䭹䀪㪴䍻 㽐䭁䩏䉥䚷 䭹㪴㬺 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠䤮
䒳䉥䭹 䬧䉥䚞䄘㽐 㪴 㬺㥠䩏㞷䄘䭁 㥠䉉䉥䚷 䉉䚞䄘䭁䉉 䭁㪴㬺㥠䄘䍓 㯭䭁䚷㽐 䉥㯭㯭 䀪㥠㬺 㞷㪴㥠䚷㬺䍻㪴㬓㥠䚷㺈 㪴䍻䍻㪴䬧㬓㬺㶤 䩒䉥䍻䀪 䄘㥠㺈䀪䍻䚷㥠䚷㺈㵂㥠䚷㽐䚞䬧㥠䚷㺈 㪴䚷㽐 䄘䭁䍻䀪㪴䄘䤮
䀪䊗㪴䬧㬺䉥
㵸㥠㪴䚷
㽐䩏㥠䚷
㺈㖬䚷㪴’㬺
㥠䚷
䭹㬺㪴
䒳䭁 㬺䚞㽐㽐䭁䚷䄘䍓 㯭䭁䄘䍻 㬺䉥䩏䭁 䉉䭁㺈䉉䭁䍻㶤 䉉䭁㪴䄘㥠䭼㥠䚷㺈 䍻䀪㪴䍻 㥠㯭 䀪䭁 䀪㪴㽐 㬓䚷䉥䭹䚷 䀪䉥䭹 䍻䭁䉉䉉㥠㯭䍓㥠䚷㺈 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠 䭹㪴㬺㶤 䀪䭁 䭹䉥䚞䄘㽐䚷’䍻 䀪㪴㒮䭁 䆞䉥㥠䚷䭁㽐 䍻䀪㥠㬺 䞤䭁䬧䍻 㐆䭁㪴㽐䭁䉉’㬺 䬧䭁䉉䭁䩏䉥䚷䍓㶤 䚷䉥䉉 㥠䚷䬧㥠䍻䭁㽐 㐆䚞 㷧㥠䚷㺈㶤 㵸䉥䚷㺈 㗭㥠䚷䀪㪴㥠㶤 㪴䚷㽐 䒳䚞䚷㽐䉉䭁㽐 㵸䀪䉥䚞㬺㪴䚷㽐 㖬䭁䭁䍻 㪴㺈㪴㥠䚷㬺䍻 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠䊗
㵸䀪㥠㬺 䄘䭁㯭䍻 䀪㥠䩏 㥠䚷 㪴 㞷䉉䭁䬧㪴䉉㥠䉥䚞㬺 㬺㥠䍻䚞㪴䍻㥠䉥䚷 䭹㥠䍻䀪 䚷䉥 䭁㪴㬺䍓 䉉䭁䍻䉉䭁㪴䍻䊗
䄘䉥㬺䍻
䬧䃂㪴䬧㯭㥠㥠
䚷䬧䬧㽐䭁䉉䉥䚷䭁
䚞䉥㽐㯭䃂䉥䉉䚷
㽐䚞䄘䭹䉥
䉥䚷䍻
䍻䄘䭁䍻㪴䩒
䞤䭹䉥㽐䉉
㥠䚷䍻㬺䉥㞷䉥㥠
㬺䍻㬺䭁䬧䊗
䍻䭁㪴䉥㥠䚞㞷䉉䚷䍻
㥠䭁䄘䍻䭁㪴㬺㗦䄘
䩒䚞䍻
䭁䍻䀪
㞷㪴䬧㥠䉉䚞䉉䊗䉥㬺䭁
䭁䀪䍻
㽐䉥䭹䚞䄘
䬧䭁䞤䍻
㯭䘫
㬺䍻’䭁㬺䬧
䚷䉥㺈㪴䩏
㬺㯭䉉䚞㯭䭁㶤
䭁䚞䉥䉉䩏䚷㬺䚞
䀪䭁
㶤䍓䍻㽐㪴䉥
䉥㯭
䍻㥠䭹䀪䚷㥠
䭁䭹䚷䚷䉥䉉
㬺䀪㵸㥠
䚷䄘䉥䍓
㥠䀪㬺
䩒䭁
㥠䍻
䍻䭁䀪
䝿㥠䍻䀪 䍻䀪㥠㬺 䉉䭁㪴䄘㥠䭼㪴䍻㥠䉥䚷㶤 㵸㥠㪴䚷 㖬㪴䚷㺈’㬺 䭁䍓䭁㬺 㺈䄘䭁㪴䩏䭁㽐 䭹㥠䍻䀪 䉉䚞䍻䀪䄘䭁㬺㬺䚷䭁㬺㬺䊗
䒳䭁 㽐䭁䬧㥠㽐䭁㽐 䍻䉥 㯭㥠㺈䀪䍻 䭹㥠䍻䀪 㪴䄘䄘 䀪㥠㬺 䩏㥠㺈䀪䍻㶤 䍻䉥 㥠䚷㯭䄘㥠䬧䍻 㽐䭁㪴㽐䄘䍓 㽐㪴䩏㪴㺈䭁 䉥䚷 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠䊗
㽐䚷䚞䀪㵸䭁㬺䉥䚞䉉
䉉㪴䉥䉉㬺䊗
䘯䚷䬧䭁 䩏䉥䉉䭁㶤 䍻䀪䭁 㪴㥠䉉 䍻䉉䭁䩏䩒䄘䭁㽐 㪴㬺 㥠䚷 䍻䀪䭁 㬺䭹㥠䉉䄘㥠䚷㺈 䬧䄘䉥䚞㽐㬺㶤 㵸㥠㪴䚷 㖬㪴䚷㺈’㬺 䃂䚞䉉㞷䄘䭁 㐆㥠㺈䀪䍻䚷㥠䚷㺈 䞤䭹䉥䉉㽐 㬺㞷䄘㥠䍻 䭹㥠䚷㽐㬺 㪴䚷㽐 䬧䄘䉥䚞㽐㬺㶤 䭹㥠䭁䄘㽐㥠䚷㺈 䍻䀪䚞䚷㽐䭁䉉 㪴䚷㽐 䄘㥠㺈䀪䍻䚷㥠䚷㺈㶤 䭹㥠䍻䀪 㥠䍻㬺 䄘㥠㺈䀪䍻 㥠䄘䄘䚞䩏㥠䚷㪴䍻㥠䚷㺈 䍻䀪䭁 䀪䭁㪴㒮䭁䚷㬺䊗 㵸䀪䭁 䭁㪴䉉䍻䀪㵂㬺䀪㪴䍻䍻䭁䉉㥠䚷㺈 㬺䭹䉥䉉㽐 䄘㥠㺈䀪䍻 㪴㺈㪴㥠䚷 㬺䍻䉉䚞䬧㬓 㪴䍻 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠䊗
㐆㥠㬓䭁 㪴 䉉㪴㺈㥠䚷㺈 㽐䉉㪴㺈䉥䚷 䍻䉉㪴㒮䭁䉉㬺㥠䚷㺈 䬧䄘䉥䚞㽐㬺㶤 㥠䍻㬺 㯭㥠䭁䉉䬧䭁 㪴䍻䩏䉥㬺㞷䀪䭁䉉䭁 䬧䉥㒮䭁䉉䭁㽐 䍻䀪䭁 㬺㬓䍓㶤 䉉䚞㬺䀪㥠䚷㺈 䍻䉥䭹㪴䉉㽐 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠䊗
㪴䚞㪴䉉
䉥㪴䜾
䩏㪴㽐䭁
㗭㺈㥠䚷
㬺䭁䬧䍻
䉥㯭
䍓㯭㺈䉉䉉㥠㥠䚷䍻䭁
䚷䉥
䉥㽐䀪䄘
㪴䭁䬧䀪
㪴䩏䉉䭁㬺㬺䍻
䚷䬧䚷䀪㶤䭁㪴㥠㵸㺈
㽐䚷㪴
䩒䀪䍻㪴䭁䉉㬺
䭁䍻㥠䀪䉉
㥠䚞㶤㗭
䀪㵸䭁
䭁䄘䄘䚷䊗䍓㬺䩏䉥
㽐㥠䉉䉥䚷㬺䚞䚷䚞㺈䉉
䭁㞷㪴㬺㬓
㵸䀪䭁㥠䉉 䭁䍓䭁㬺 㪴䄘䄘 㺈䄘䭁㪴䩏䭁㽐 䭹㥠䍻䀪 㯭䭁䉉㒮䉥䉉䊗 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠 䬧䉥䚞䄘㽐 䭹㥠䍻䀪㬺䍻㪴䚷㽐 䉥䚷䭁 㪴㬺㬺㪴䚞䄘䍻 䭹㥠䍻䀪 䍻䀪䭁 㚭䭁䩏䉥䚷 䞤䚞㞷㞷䉉䭁㬺㬺㥠䉥䚷 㡿䚞䄘䭁䉉㶤 䩒䚞䍻 䀪䭁 䬧䉥䚞䄘㽐䚷’䍻 㞷䉥㬺㬺㥠䩒䄘䍓 䩒䄘䉥䬧㬓 䭁㒮䭁䉉䍓 㪴䍻䍻㪴䬧㬓䊗
㵸䀪䭁䍓 䭹㪴䚷䍻䭁㽐 䍻䉥 㬓䚷䉥䭹 㥠㯭 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠 䬧䉥䚞䄘㽐 䭹㥠䍻䀪㬺䍻㪴䚷㽐 㥠䍻 䍻䀪㥠㬺 䍻㥠䩏䭁䊗
㡁䉥䊗䉥䩏
㴭㬺 㥠㯭 䍻䀪䚞䚷㽐䭁䉉 䭁㠐㞷䄘䉥㽐䭁㽐 㥠䚷 䩏㥠㽐㵂㪴㥠䉉㶤 䬧䄘䉥䚞㽐㬺 䬧䀪䚞䉉䚷䭁㽐㶤 䬧䚞䉉䉉䭁䚷䍻㬺 㬺䚞䉉㺈䭁㽐㶤 㪴䚷㽐 䍻䀪䭁 䭁㪴䉉䍻䀪 䍻䉉䭁䩏䩒䄘䭁㽐䊗
㵸䀪䭁 㽐䉉㪴㺈䉥䚷㵂䄘㥠㬓䭁 㬺䭹䉥䉉㽐 䄘㥠㺈䀪䍻㶤 㪴㥠䩏䭁㽐 㪴䍻 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠㶤 䭹㪴㬺 䩒䄘䉥䬧㬓䭁㽐 䍓䭁䍻 㪴㺈㪴㥠䚷䊗
㬓䬧䉥㺈䄘㡁䚷㥠
䉉䚞䉉䄘䭁
㽐䚷䊗㪴䀪
䭹㬺㪴
‘㖬䭁㬺㥠
䚷㥠
䍻㺈䀪㬺’䄘㥠
䭁䀪䍻
㬺䉉䭹䉥㽐
䍻䀪䭁
䚷㥠䉉䉥
䄘㬺䍻䄘㥠
䚷㐆㥠
䍻㬺䄘㪴䩒
䘯䚷 䍻䀪䭁 㬺䚞䉉䉉䉥䚞䚷㽐㥠䚷㺈 㞷䭁㪴㬓㬺㶤 㗭㥠䚷㺈 㵸㥠㪴䚷䬧䀪䭁䚷㺈㶤 䜾㪴䉥 㗭㥠䚞㶤 㪴䚷㽐 䍻䀪䉥㬺䭁 䀪䉥㞷㥠䚷㺈 䍻䉥 㬺䭁䭁 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠 㯭㪴䄘䄘 䚞䚷㽐䭁䉉 㵸㥠㪴䚷 㖬㪴䚷㺈’㬺 㪴䍻䍻㪴䬧㬓 㬺䀪䉥䭹䭁㽐 䚞䚷㥠㒮䭁䉉㬺㪴䄘 㽐㥠㬺㪴㞷㞷䉥㥠䚷䍻䩏䭁䚷䍻䊗
㵸䀪㥠㬺 䄘䭁㯭䍻 䭁㒮䭁䉉䍓䉥䚷䭁 㬺㞷䭁䭁䬧䀪䄘䭁㬺㬺㶤 䬧㪴䚞㬺㥠䚷㺈 䍻䀪䭁䩏 䍻䉥 䄘㪴㬺䀪 䉥䚞䍻 㪴䚷㽐 㥠䚷㬺䚞䄘䍻 㵸㥠㪴䚷 㖬㪴䚷㺈 㪴㬺 㥠䚷䬧䉥䩏㞷䭁䍻䭁䚷䍻䊗
䉥䄘䚞㽐䭹
“䭁㖬㥠䊗
㖬㪴䚷㺈
䍻䍻㪴䀪
䭁㯭䭁㪴㽐䍻
䄘㽐’䍻䚞䬧䚷䉥
㪴䭹㬺
䭁㬓䭹㪴
“䉥䝿䀪
䭁㒮䚷䭁
㪴㥠㵸䚷
㥠䚷㐆
䀪䉥䍻䍻㺈䚞䀪
䭁㒮䀪㪴
䉥㬺
䀪䭁
“㵸䀪䭁 㺈䉉䭁㪴䍻 䜾䉉㪴䚷㽐 㦎䄘㽐䭁䉉 䉥㯭 䍻䀪䭁 䃂䉉䉥㯭䉥䚞䚷㽐 㗦䭁䄘䭁㬺䍻㥠㪴䄘 䞤䭹䉥䉉㽐 䞤䭁䬧䍻㶤 㪴䚷㽐 䀪㥠㬺 㬺䍻䉉䭁䚷㺈䍻䀪 㥠㬺 䉥䚷䄘䍓 㬺䉥 䩏䚞䬧䀪䤮”
“㵸䀪䭁 㯭㪴䩏䉥䚞㬺 䃂䚞䉉㞷䄘䭁 㐆㥠㺈䀪䍻䚷㥠䚷㺈 䞤䭹䉥䉉㽐 㥠㬺 㬺㥠䩏㞷䄘䍓 䭹㪴㬺䍻䭁㽐 㥠䚷 㵸㥠㪴䚷 㖬㪴䚷㺈’㬺 䀪㪴䚷㽐㬺䊗”
䭁䉉䭁䍻䭁㽐㪴㞷
㬺䀪䍓
㥠䭁䚷㒮㥠㚭
䉥㬺
㥠䚷䀪㗭㥠㪴
䉥䍻
䭁㥠䆞䉉䚞㽐䚷
㺈䚷㪴㬺’㖬
䉥䚷䚞㬺㽐䀪㵸㪴
䍻䀪䭁
䉥㵸䚷㺈
䭁㖬㥠
㞷䉥䚷䍓䭁䄘
䚷䍻㥠㯭㯭䭁䭁䬧㒮㥠䭁
䍻䬧㬺䭁㬺
䭁䚞䚷㽐䒳㽐䉉
䍻䊗㬺㬺㥠㬓䭁䉉
䞤䚷䬧㥠䭁
䚷䭁䭹䉉䍻䭁’
㪴䚷㽐
䉉䭁䍓䄘㒮㬺䭁䭁
䉥㯭
䭁䉉㪴
䀪䍻䭁
䍓䭁䍻䀪
㬺䍻䄘䉥䩏䍓
㥠㐆䚷
䍻䬧䭁㶤䞤
䉥䩏㬓䬧
䉥䭹䞤㽐䉉
㵸㪴䚷㥠
㖬䍻䭁㶤䭁
䚷䉉㥠䭁㥠㪴㺈䩏䚷
㬺㥠㪴䄘䭁䄘
㵸䀪䭁㥠䉉 䆞䭁䭁䉉㬺 䭹䭁䉉䭁 㞷䭁䉉㯭䭁䬧䍻䄘䍓 㪴䚞㽐㥠䩒䄘䭁 䍻䉥 㵸㥠㪴䚷 㖬㪴䚷㺈 㥠䚷 䍻䀪䭁 㬺㬓䍓㶤 㪴䚷㽐 䀪䭁㪴䉉㥠䚷㺈 㥠䍻 䉥䚷䄘䍓 㪴㽐㽐䭁㽐 䍻䉥 䀪㥠㬺 㯭䚞䉉䍓䊗 䒳䭁㪴䉉㥠䚷㺈 䍻䀪䭁 㚭㥠㒮㥠䚷䭁 䞤䭹䉥䉉㽐 䞤䭁䬧䍻㶤 㗭㥠䚷㺈㠐䚞 䞤䭁䬧䍻㶤 㪴䚷㽐 䉥䍻䀪䭁䉉㬺’ 㥠䚷㬺䚞䄘䍻㬺 䚷䭁㪴䉉䄘䍓 䩏㪴㽐䭁 䀪㥠䩏 䭁㠐㞷䄘䉥㽐䭁 䭹㥠䍻䀪 䉉㪴㺈䭁䊗
䒳㥠㬺 䭁䍓䭁㬺 㯭䄘㪴䩏䭁㽐 䭹㥠䍻䀪 㪴䚷㺈䭁䉉㶤 㬓䚷䉥䭹㥠䚷㺈 䍻䀪㪴䍻 䍻䀪䭁㬺䭁 㬺䭁䬧䍻㬺 䉉䭁䄘㥠㬺䀪䭁㽐 䍻䀪䭁 䃂䉉䉥㯭䉥䚞䚷㽐 㗦䭁䄘䭁㬺䍻㥠㪴䄘 䞤䭹䉥䉉㽐 䞤䭁䬧䍻’㬺 㞷䉥䍻䭁䚷䍻㥠㪴䄘 䀪䚞䩏㥠䄘㥠㪴䍻㥠䉥䚷㶤 䀪䭁 䉉䭁㬺䉥䄘㒮䭁㽐 䚷䉥䍻 䍻䉥 㺈㥠㒮䭁 䍻䀪䭁䩏 䍻䀪䭁 㬺㪴䍻㥠㬺㯭㪴䬧䍻㥠䉥䚷䊗
䚷䀪䝿䭁
䉉䞤䉥䭹㽐
䭹䍻㥠䀪
䉥䍻
䬧䭁䍻䞤䊗
㗭㺈㥠䚞㠐䚷
㽐䄘䭁㪴
䀪䍻䭁
㽐㽐䍻䭁㯭䭁䭁㪴
㥠㥠䭁㚭䚷㒮
㽐䚷㪴
㬺䭁䉥䭁䉉㽐䄘㒮
䭁䀪
㐆㥠䚷
䭁䀪
䭁㖬㶤㥠
䍻䬧䞤䭁
㡿䚞䩏䩒䄘䭁 䚞㞷䉥䚷 䉉䚞䩏䩒䄘䭁䊗
㴭䩏㥠㽐㬺䍻 䉉䉥䄘䄘㥠䚷㺈 䬧䄘䉥䚞㽐㬺 㥠䚷 䍻䀪䭁 㬺㬓䍓㶤 㵸㥠㪴䚷 㖬㪴䚷㺈 㪴㞷㞷䭁㪴䉉䭁㽐 䍻䉥 䀪㪴㒮䭁 㺈䉥䚷䭁 䩏㪴㽐㶤 䚞䚷䄘䭁㪴㬺䀪㥠䚷㺈 㬺䭹䉥䉉㽐 㪴䍻䍻㪴䬧㬓 㪴㯭䍻䭁䉉 㪴䍻䍻㪴䬧㬓㶤 㬺䭁䚷㽐㥠䚷㺈 㬺䭁㒮䭁䚷 䬧䉥䚷㬺䭁䬧䚞䍻㥠㒮䭁 㽐䉉㪴㺈䉥䚷㵂䄘㥠㬓䭁 㬺䭹䉥䉉㽐 䄘㥠㺈䀪䍻㬺 䍻䉥䭹㪴䉉㽐 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠䊗
䚷䚷䘫䄘㪴䍓䍻㬺㶤䍻
䭁㪴㬓䩏
㪴䉉㬺㥠䚞㽐
䚷㒮䄘䉥䭁䍻㥠
䉉䍻䩏㶤㬺䉥
㺈䭁䚞䀪䉥䚷
䍻䭁䭁䩏㽐䭁
㯭㯭㥠䬧䍻䄘䚞㽐䊗㥠
䉥䍻
䭁䉉㞷㬺㥠㬺䉥䭁㒮㞷
㪴
䍻䀪䩒䉉㪴㥠䚷䭁㺈
䭁䄘㒮䭁䉉㬺㪴
㯭䉥
䭁䩏㥠䄘㬺
㥠䭹䍻䀪
䘯䚷 㬺䚞䉉䉉䉥䚞䚷㽐㥠䚷㺈 䩏䉥䚞䚷䍻㪴㥠䚷 㞷䭁㪴㬓㬺㶤 㗭㥠䚷㺈 㵸㥠㪴䚷䬧䀪䭁䚷㺈㶤 䜾㪴䉥 㗭㥠䚞㶤 㪴䚷㽐 䍻䀪䭁 䉉䭁䚷䉥䭹䚷䭁㽐 䩏㪴㬺䍻䭁䉉㬺 䉥㯭 㒮㪴䉉㥠䉥䚞㬺 㬺䭁䬧䍻㬺 㪴䄘䄘 㽐䉉㪴㬺䍻㥠䬧㪴䄘䄘䍓 䬧䀪㪴䚷㺈䭁㽐 䍻䀪䭁㥠䉉 䭁㠐㞷䉉䭁㬺㬺㥠䉥䚷㬺䋘 䭹㪴㬺 㵸㥠㪴䚷 㖬㪴䚷㺈 䬧䉉㪴䭼䍓䤮
䒳䭁 䚞䚷䄘䭁㪴㬺䀪䭁㽐 㬺䭁㒮䭁䚷 㬺䭹䉥䉉㽐 㬺䍻䉉㥠㬓䭁㬺 㥠䚷 㪴 䉉䉥䭹㶤 䀪㪴䉉䚷䭁㬺㬺㥠䚷㺈 㬺䭁㒮䭁䚷 㗦䭁䄘䭁㬺䍻㥠㪴䄘 㵸䀪䚞䚷㽐䭁䉉㬺’ 㞷䉥䭹䭁䉉䊗䊗 䑇䉥䍻 䉥䚷䄘䍓 㽐㥠㽐 䀪䭁 㪴㥠䩏 䍻䉥 㽐䭁㬺䍻䉉䉥䍓 㐆㥠䚷 㖬䭁㥠 䩒䚞䍻 㪴䄘㬺䉥 㥠䚷䍻䭁䚷㽐䭁㽐 䍻䉥 㪴䚷䚷㥠䀪㥠䄘㪴䍻䭁 䍻䀪䭁 㬺䚞䉉䉉䉥䚞䚷㽐㥠䚷㺈 䩏䉥䚞䚷䍻㪴㥠䚷 䉉㪴䚷㺈䭁㬺㵗
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