Chapter 1755: 214: Power Beyond the Mysterious Immortal Realm
Chapter 1755: 214: Power Beyond the Mysterious Immortal Realm
Capítulo 1755: Chapter 214: Power Beyond the Mysterious Immortal Realm
Constantly dodging and studying, the woman in white seemed to have discovered something, so she attempted to destroy the powerful Prohibition Formation on Bi Yuewu’s body.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
After hitting it three times in a row without any effect, she had no choice but to continue her research.
Bi Yuewu could clearly feel the danger approaching crazily. If the woman in white moved just a few more centimeters, the Prohibition Formation on its body would be destroyed.
This was a life-threatening matter for it, and it could no longer sit idly by, so it increased its attack force on the woman in white.
The woman in white, dealing with it with great ease, was not afraid of Bi Yuewu’s attack at all.
The roaring attack hit the woman in white, the dark gray power struck her, but all these moves were useless because they were all blocked by the magic artifact in the woman’s hand.
Helpless, Bi Yuewu had to resort to its ultimate move.
It manipulated the Prohibition Formation inside the cave mansion, generating ropes of spiritual power, then sent these ropes to bind the woman in white.
For a moment, the woman in white was attacked by spiritual power ropes from all directions.
She raised her sword to resist, but managed to avoid the first wave only to be caught by the fifteenth; soon, she was bound by the spiritual power ropes from all sides.
In this cave mansion, no one could escape from Bi Yuewu’s grasp, so it was inevitable for the woman in white to be captured.
The woman in white was not acting alone, so she had guards to protect her.
Seeing their master bound and unable to move by the ropes in the cave mansion, these cloaked and masked guards became both angry and anxious, rushing over with ashen faces to fiercely chop at these ropes.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
Their attacks were violent and strong, but they couldn’t cut through the tiny golden spiritual power ropes.
In fact, in this cave mansion, without a cultivation level above the Mysterious Immortal Realm, it was impossible to deal with Bi Yuewu and everything here; so no matter how fiercely they attacked, it was all in vain.
Bi Yuewu roared in anger, attempting to drive away these cultivators who were at a similar level to itself.
However, could it really drive them away just because it wanted to of the same level?
Helpless again, it had to use the vast power inside the cave mansion to restrain the allies of the woman in white.
The woman in white didn’t want her subordinates to make unnecessary sacrifices, so she shouted, “Get away, I’ll handle it myself!”
The cloaked guards exchanged glances, feeling they should trust the young master at this moment, and so they all dispersed, ceasing unnecessary attacks.
Bi Yuewu temporarily spared these rogues, planning to deal with them and all the cultivators inside the cave after taking care of the extremely threatening woman in white.
The woman in white had defensive weapons, and Bi Yuewu did not intend to use its cultivation power to attack her, so it manipulated the cave mansion’s Array, using the power of the array to strangle the woman in white.
The woman in white felt the ropes on her body getting tighter and tighter, almost to the point of breaking her bones, while her internal organs were being severely compressed and deformed.
In a life-or-death situation, she quickly used her ace, chanting a spell to catalyze the token’s vast power, switching from a defensive to an offensive state.
In an instant, her internal cultivation power surged, and the glow became more intense.
Everyone witnessed the body of the woman in white glowing, a force seemingly resisting the spiritual power ropes binding her.
As the woman in white throbbed with veins and struggled fiercely, the spiritual power ropes emitted a “crackling” sound, seemingly about to break.
Bi Yuewu was startled; if even all this couldn’t kill the woman in white, it really had nothing left to try.
And the surrounding cultivators also looked incredulous, wondering how a woman in white at the Superior Immortal Fifth Realm could cause the sound of breaking in ropes of Mysterious Immortal Realm power.
Lin Yifan sensed that this woman in white must have a significant background, possibly even a cultivator from a high-level plane. If that’s the case, his difficulty in Stealth Constellations Beads might increase significantly.
“Crack! Crack! Crack!”
The sound grew louder and more frequent, and the ropes binding the woman in white were close to breaking.
The woman in white concentrated all her strength, shattering the spiritual power ropes that had already shown signs of breaking.
With a booming sound, the next moment, the ropes binding her were shaken to pieces, finally falling to the ground, merging into the formation, and disappearing without a trace.
Everyone was shocked, thinking that power must be at least beyond the Mysterious Immortal Realm! The woman in white had such a vast power, but why hadn’t she used it earlier to kill the Bi Yuewu?
They couldn’t figure it out.
In fact, it wasn’t that the woman in white didn’t want to use it; it was just that the opportunities to wield such power were extremely rare, and she had to use it cautiously.
Moreover, she believed she had enough ability to defeat the High Immortal Third Realm Bi Yuewu; as long as she destroyed the Prohibition Formation on its body, she could put Bi Yuewu to death, so why use such overwhelming power surpassing the Mysterious Immortal Realm to kill a Constellation Beast only at the High Immortal Third Realm?
Bi Yuewu was intimidated by the woman’s strength, but it still believed it could kill her, so it summoned more spiritual power ropes to bind her again.
Having learned from her previous loss, the woman in white was determined not to repeat it, so she cast a spell to create shadows, evading the attack.
Lin Yifan, watching in the shadows, was greatly astonished. He didn’t expect the woman in white to also possess Martial Arts similar to the “Shadow Clone Technique,” suggesting this Moon Worship Sect technique might have originated from the Realm of Longevity.
Princess Fire Lotus was also surprised.
The woman in white and that scoundrel surnamed Zhao seemed to have similar skills; she wondered if the two were related. If they came from the same sect, her treasure hunt might be thwarted.
However, that brat Zhao hadn’t shown up to greet her, so they probably weren’t familiar; since they’re not from the same sect, she still had a chance to snatch the Constellation Beads.
In this cave mansion controlled by the array, possessing clone techniques wasn’t enough to escape; Bi Yuewu could lock onto the woman’s location at any time, leaving her unable to escape its grasp.
The woman in white wasn’t fleeing but buying time to think, to figure out a way to break the formation.
She had already found a hint earlier, needing only to continue her search to find a way to break the formation.
A few minutes later, the situation became increasingly critical, with more and more spiritual power ropes, leaving her with almost nowhere to hide.
At the last moment, she suddenly saw the light, discovering the formation eye on Bi Yuewu’s body, so she switched from evasion to offense, rushing towards Bi Yuewu aggressively.
Bi Yuewu was taken aback, quickly gathering a large number of spiritual power ropes around her, ready to bind the woman in white at any time.
The woman in white, fearless, charged straight ahead, determined to take down Bi Yuewu.
䲧䛮䨹䔅㾓
盧
㦻䙘䔅㾓
䔅䓞㭸
㭸䨹䔚䆋䲧
㭸㒐䓞
㒐䢢
䡀䨹䛮䲘䢢㵇
䓞䔅㭸
蘆
蘆
㒐䢢㒐䡀䢢㳂䆋䨹
‘㾋䨹䔚㗙䛮㦄㦄㭸
㾓䛮䨹䓞䢢䨹䲧
䔅䔚䩏㼷㒐䲘䔚䢢㦄
䔅䔚䲘䡀䡀㭸䲧
擄
䨹㼷’䝏㾓㭸
㭸䩏䓞
㭸䔅㾓㖊䛮
㾓䢢㭸䔅㒐㛯䓞
㒐㾓
櫓
盧
㷪㼷㾓䔚㒐䔚㛯㛯
擄
盧
䲘䔚䛮䓞㭸
䎁㾓㗙䲧
櫓
㼷㒐㳂㭸
㭸䡀䔚䢢㷪㛯㒐䔅
㒐㦄䔅㭸
䡀䢢㒐㒐䔅䢢㒐
老
䳈䓞㾓 䛮㾓㦄䲘䲧 䓞䢢䮽㭸 㒐䓞㾓㦄㷪䓞㒐 㒐䓞䢢㒐 㒐䓞㭸 㦻㾓䔅䙘䢢㒐䔚㾓㛯’䨹 㭸㗙㭸 㾓㛯 㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸䛮㦄’䨹 䎁㾓䲧㗙 䛮䢢䨹 䨹㭸㒐 㾓㛯 䔚㒐䨹 䡀䲘䢢䛮䨹䢓 䉙㦻 䨹㾓䙘㭸㾓㛯㭸 䛮䔚㒐䓞 䲘㾓䛮 㦻㾓䔅䙘䢢㒐䔚㾓㛯 䡀䔅䢢㦻㒐 䡀䢢䙘㭸 䓞㭸䔅㭸䆋 㒐䓞㭸㗙 䙘䔚㷪䓞㒐 㛯㭸䮽㭸䔅 䲧㭸㦻㭸䢢㒐 㒐䓞䔚䨹 㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸䛮㦄 䔚㛯 㒐䓞㭸䔚䔅 䲘䔚㦻㭸㒐䔚䙘㭸㵇
㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸䛮㦄 㾓䎁䮽䔚㾓㦄䨹䲘㗙 㦻㭸䲘㒐 㒐䓞䢢㒐 䔚㒐 䛮䢢䨹 䢢㒐㒐䢢䡀㳂䔚㛯㷪 㒐䓞㭸 䛮䔅㾓㛯㷪 㒐䢢䔅㷪㭸㒐䆋 䎁㦄㒐 䎁㗙 㒐䓞㭸 㒐䔚䙘㭸 䔚㒐 䔅㭸䢢䲘䔚㴺㭸䲧䆋 䔚㒐 䛮䢢䨹 䢢䲘䔅㭸䢢䲧㗙 㒐㾓㾓 䲘䢢㒐㭸㵇
㗙䔅䲧㭸㾓㒐䔚㛯㷪䨹
䓞㭸㒐
㾓䢢䛮䙘㛯
䛮䔅䆋䨹㾓䲧
㒐㦻㛯䙘㾓䢢䔅㾓䔚
䨹䡀㒐㳂䔅㦄
㾓䙘䔅㾓㵇㒐䢢㦻䔚㛯
㭸䔅㭸䔚㛯㒐
㭸㭸䲧䲘㒐䡀䒯䓞䛮㒐㾓䓞䔚
㒐䔚䛮䓞
㭸䔅䓞
䓞䂎㭸
㒐䓞㭸
㭸㗙㭸
䏵㦻 䡀㾓㦄䔅䨹㭸䆋 㒐䓞䢢㒐’䨹 䛮䓞䢢㒐 䨹䓞㭸 㒐䓞㾓㦄㷪䓞㒐㵇 䳈䓞㭸㛯 䨹䓞㭸 㦄䨹㭸䲧 䓞㭸䔅 䨹㭸䡀䔅㭸㒐 䛮㭸䢢㼷㾓㛯 㒐㾓 䢢㒐㒐䢢䡀㳂 㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸䛮㦄 䢢㷪䢢䔚㛯䆋 䨹䓞㭸 㦻㾓㦄㛯䲧 㒐䓞䢢㒐 㒐䓞㭸 㦻㾓䔅䙘䢢㒐䔚㾓㛯 㾓㛯 㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸䛮㦄 䛮䢢䨹 䨹㒐䔚䲘䲘 䔚㛯㒐䢢䡀㒐㵇
䂎䓞䔚䨹 䙘䢢䲧㭸 䓞㭸䔅 䔅㭸䢢䲘䔚㴺㭸 㒐䓞䢢㒐 㒐䓞䔚䨹 䛮䢢䨹 㛯㾓㒐 䢢 䨹䔚㛯㷪䲘㭸 㦻㾓䔅䙘䢢㒐䔚㾓㛯 㭸㗙㭸䆋 䎁㦄㒐 䢢 䙘㦄䲘㒐䔚㼷䲘㭸 㦻㾓䔅䙘䢢㒐䔚㾓㛯 㭸㗙㭸㵇
䓞㾓䛮
㒐㗙䓞㭸
䓞㒐䨹䔚
㭸䓞䂎
㦻㒐䔚䓞㷪
㳂㛯䛮㾓
㾓㒐
㭸㭸䛮䔅
䛮㕈㦄㗙䔚㦄㾋㭸
㾓㒐䡀䔅䢢䨹㦄䲘㒐䔚䮽
䔚䲧䲧㭸㵇
䆋䇨䲘㦄䔚䡀㳂㗙
䮽㛯㭸㭸
㭸㒐䓞㗙
䆋䔚㾓㒐㭸䓞㭸䛮䨹䔅
㗙㭸䓞㒐
䔅㗙㒐
䲧䔚䲧’㒐㛯
㦄䔅䲧㛯㦄㛯䨹䔚㾓㷪䔅
䲧䨹㭸䨹䔅㦄䔅䔚㼷㵇
㦄䲘’㾓䛮㛯㒐䲧
䮽㗙㭸䔅
䥂㒐 㒐䓞䔚䨹 㼷㾓䔚㛯㒐䆋 䇨䔚㛯 㾑䔚㦻䢢㛯 䔅㾓㦄㷪䓞䲘㗙 㦻䔚㷪㦄䔅㭸䲧 㾓㦄㒐 䛮䓞㭸䔅㭸 㒐䓞㭸 㾓㒐䓞㭸䔅 㦻㾓䔅䙘䢢㒐䔚㾓㛯 㭸㗙㭸䨹 䛮㭸䔅㭸㵇 䬾㭸 䎁㭸䲘䔚㭸䮽㭸䲧 㒐䓞㭸 䛮䓞䔚㒐㭸䒯䡀䲘㾓㒐䓞㭸䲧 䛮㾓䙘䢢㛯 㳂㛯㭸䛮 䢢䨹 䛮㭸䲘䲘䆋 䎁㦄㒐 㛯㾓䛮䆋 䲧㭸䨹㒐䔅㾓㗙䔚㛯㷪 㒐䓞䔚䨹 㦻㾓䔅䙘䢢㒐䔚㾓㛯 䛮䢢䨹 䙘㾓䔅㭸 䲧䔚㦻㦻䔚䡀㦄䲘㒐 㒐䓞䢢㛯 㭸䮽㭸䔅㵇
䇨䔚㛯 㾑䔚㦻䢢㛯 㒐䓞㾓㦄㷪䓞㒐 㒐䓞䢢㒐 㒐䓞㭸 䛮䓞䔚㒐㭸䒯䡀䲘㾓㒐䓞㭸䲧 䛮㾓䙘䢢㛯 䛮䢢䨹 㦻䔚㷪䓞㒐䔚㛯㷪 䢢䲘㾓㛯㭸 䢢㛯䲧 䡀㾓㦄䲘䲧 㛯㾓㒐 㳂䔚䲘䲘 㒐䓞䔚䨹 㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸䛮㦄䆋 䨹㾓 䓞㭸 㼷䲘䢢㛯㛯㭸䲧 㒐㾓 䓞㭸䲘㼷 䓞㭸䔅 䨹㭸䡀䔅㭸㒐䲘㗙㵇
䲧㾓䎁㛯䲘䲧㦄㗙㦄㭸㒐
㦻䲧䔚䲘䢢㭸䆋
㒐㭸䓞
䢢
㾓䔚㒐䢢㛯䡀
䔚䡀㦻㭸䔅㭸
䓞䛮㒐䲘䲧㾓㭸䔚䒯㒐䓞㭸䡀
䬾䔅㭸
䢢䲧㛯
䢢㾓䙘䛮㛯
䨹㭸㦄䔅㦻㭸㦻䲧
㵇䢢䢢㒐㳂䡀㒐
䩏䓞㭸 䓞䢢䲧 㒐㾓 䲧㾓䲧㷪㭸 㾓㛯䡀㭸 䙘㾓䔅㭸 㒐㾓 䢢䮽㾓䔚䲧 㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸䛮㦄’䨹 㾓䮽㭸䔅䛮䓞㭸䲘䙘䔚㛯㷪 䢢䨹䨹䢢㦄䲘㒐㵇
䳈䓞㭸㛯 䢢䲘䲘 㾓㦻 㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸䛮㦄’䨹 䢢㒐㒐㭸㛯㒐䔚㾓㛯 䛮䢢䨹 㾓㛯 㒐䓞㭸 䛮䓞䔚㒐㭸䒯䡀䲘㾓㒐䓞㭸䲧 䛮㾓䙘䢢㛯䆋 䇨䔚㛯 㾑䔚㦻䢢㛯 㒐㾓㾓㳂 㾓㦄㒐 䢢 㦻㭸䛮 䓞䔚䲧䲧㭸㛯 䛮㭸䢢㼷㾓㛯䨹 䢢㛯䲧 䨹䓞㾓㒐 㒐䓞㭸䙘 㦻䔅㾓䙘 䲧䔚㦻㦻㭸䔅㭸㛯㒐 䢢㛯㷪䲘㭸䨹㵇
䓞㾓䓞䛮㾓䨹
䓞”䃊䨹㾓㾓䓞䛮
䓞㾓”㾓䨹䳈䓞
䂎䓞㭸 䓞䔚䲧䲧㭸㛯 䛮㭸䢢㼷㾓㛯䨹 䛮㭸䔅㭸 㭸㸤㒐䔅㭸䙘㭸䲘㗙 㦻䢢䨹㒐䆋 䔅㭸䢢䡀䓞䔚㛯㷪 㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸䛮㦄 䔚㛯 䢢㛯 䔚㛯䨹㒐䢢㛯㒐㵇 㾋㗙 㒐䓞㭸 㒐䔚䙘㭸 㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸䛮㦄 䨹㭸㛯䨹㭸䲧 䲧䢢㛯㷪㭸䔅䆋 䔚㒐 䛮䢢䨹 䢢䲘䔅㭸䢢䲧㗙 㒐㾓㾓 䲘䢢㒐㭸 㒐㾓 䔅㭸䨹䔚䨹㒐㵇 䂎䓞㭸䨹㭸 䓞䔚䲧䲧㭸㛯 䛮㭸䢢㼷㾓㛯䨹 䨹㒐䔅㦄䡀㳂 䲧䔚㦻㦻㭸䔅㭸㛯㒐 㼷䢢䔅㒐䨹 㾓㦻 㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸䛮㦄’䨹 䎁㾓䲧㗙䆋 䡀㾓䙘㼷䲘㭸㒐㭸䲘㗙 䲧㭸䨹㒐䔅㾓㗙䔚㛯㷪 㒐䓞㭸 㼷㾓䛮㭸䔅㦻㦄䲘 㦻㾓䔅䙘䢢㒐䔚㾓㛯 㾓㛯 䔚㒐㵇
䩏㭸㭸䔚㛯㷪 㒐䓞䔚䨹 䨹䡀㭸㛯㭸䆋 㭸䮽㭸䔅㗙㾓㛯㭸’䨹 㭸㗙㭸䨹 㒐㦄䔅㛯㭸䲧 㒐㾓䛮䢢䔅䲧 㒐䓞㭸 䲧䔚䔅㭸䡀㒐䔚㾓㛯 㒐䓞㭸 䓞䔚䲧䲧㭸㛯 䛮㭸䢢㼷㾓㛯䨹 䛮㭸䔅㭸 㼷䔅㾓㴟㭸䡀㒐㭸䲧 㦻䔅㾓䙘㵇
㭸䔅㭸䛮
䡀䨹㦄㦄䔅䔚㾓
䓞㗙㭸䂎
㭸㒐䓞
㼷㭸䡀㒐㸤㭸
㭿䮽䢢㭸
䓞㒐㒐䢢
䔅㭸㼷㭸㒐㸤
䢢
㭸㗙䓞䂎
㔛䢢㵇㾓㛯䨹䔚㛯
䲧䲧’㛯䔚㒐
㭸㗙䔅䮽
䔅㒐䙘䢢㾓㾓㦻㛯䔚
䔅㒐㭸㭸䓞
䔚㛯
䲘䲘㒐䨹䔚
䨹䢢䛮
㛯㭸䔅㾓䨹㼷
䢢䨹䛮
䢢䆋䛮䨹
䛮䓞㾓
䲘䔚䢢㦄㛯㒐䲧㭸䙘䲘䔚
㭸䔅㗙㦄㛯㦄䲘㾓䆋㒐㦻㛯㒐䢢
䲧䲘㗙䔅㭸㭸㼷㒐䢢㭸
㾓䎁㦄䢢㒐
䨹㾓
㭸㒐䓞㗙
㛯㾓㒐㛯䓞䔚㷪
㒐䓞䔚䨹
䢢㛯䲧
䓞㗙㒐㭸
㳂䢢㵇㭸䨹㛯䔅䲧䨹
䎁㦄㒐
㾓㭸䎁䮽䨹䔅㭸㕈䲧
“䬾㾓䛮 䨹㒐䔅䢢㛯㷪㭸䢓 䳈䓞㾓 䡀㾓㦄䲘䲧 䔚㒐 䎁㭸䢓”
“㭿㾓㦄䲘䲧 䔚㒐 䎁㭸 䢢 㷪䓞㾓䨹㒐䢓”
䲘䢢䲘
䔅䢢㭸
㭸䎁
䙘㛯㵇䲧㾓䡀䢢䙘
䂎䓞䨹䔚
䲧䙘䢢㵇㛯䒯㭸䢢䙘”
㦄䙘䨹㒐
㾋䔚㗙’㦄㦄㭸䛮䨹
㛯㦄䲧㭸䔅
䨹䓞䨹㒐㾓㷪
“䙘䆋䉙䲘㼷㭸㾓䔚䨹䨹䎁
“䉙㦻 䔚㒐’䨹 䙘䢢㛯䒯䙘䢢䲧㭸䆋 䛮䓞㗙 䲧㾓㛯’㒐 䛮㭸 䨹㭸㭸 㒐䓞䔚䨹 㼷㭸䔅䨹㾓㛯䢓”
“䳈䓞㾓 㳂㛯㾓䛮䨹䆋 䙘䢢㗙䎁㭸 㒐䓞㭸㗙 䢢䔅㭸 䓞䔚䲧䔚㛯㷪 䨹㭸䡀䔅㭸㒐䲘㗙㵇”
‘䉙䲧
䢓䓞䔚䲧㭸
䔚㒐
㒐䓞㭸
䲧㳂䔚䲘㭸䲘
㾓㒐
㭸㾓䔅䮽
㳂䆋䨹䲘䔚䲘
䡀㦄”䓞䩏
㭸㾋䛮㦄㗙䔚㦄
㛯䲧䢢
䛮䔅㭸㭸
㵇㦄㾋䔚䓞㦄㗙㴺㭸”
㭸䢢㳂㒐
䢢䓞㭸䮽
䙘㭸䆋
㦻䉙
㛯㭸㾓㷪
䓞䛮㗙
䔅䲧䢢㗙㭸䲘䢢
“㾑㾓㦄 䲧㾓㛯’㒐 㦄㛯䲧㭸䔅䨹㒐䢢㛯䲧㵇 䂎䓞㭸 㾓㛯㭸 䛮䓞㾓 䢢䡀㒐䨹 㦻䔚䔅䨹㒐 䛮㾓㛯’㒐 䎁㭸㛯㭸㦻䔚㒐㵇”
“㾑㾓㦄 䙘㭸䢢㛯 㒐㾓 䨹䢢㗙 㒐䓞㭸㗙’䔅㭸 㒐䔅㗙䔚㛯㷪 㒐㾓 䔅㭸䢢㼷 㒐䓞㭸 䎁㭸㛯㭸㦻䔚㒐䨹 䛮䔚㒐䓞㾓㦄㒐 㭸㦻㦻㾓䔅㒐䢓”
㭸䎁
㒐㛯䢢䡀’
䲘㭸䔅㦄䲧
㦄”㾓㒐㵇
“䉙㒐
㵇㵇㵇
㖊䔅䔚㛯䡀㭸䨹䨹 䴖䔚䔅㭸 䇨㾓㒐㦄䨹 䨹㼷㭸䡀㦄䲘䢢㒐㭸䲧 㒐䓞䢢㒐 䔚㒐 䙘㦄䨹㒐 䎁㭸 㒐䓞䢢㒐 䎁䢢䨹㒐䢢䔅䲧 䏏䓞䢢㾓㵇 䥂㦻㒐㭸䔅 䢢䲘䲘䆋 䨹䓞㭸 䓞䢢䲧 䓞㭸䢢䔅䲧 䢢䎁㾓㦄㒐 㒐䓞㭸 䩏䔚㸤 䉙㛯䨹㒐䔚㒐㦄㒐㭸䨹 䂎㾓㦄䔅㛯䢢䙘㭸㛯㒐㵇
䢢䲧䓞
㛯䂎䙘䢢㾓㦄䔅㭸㒐㛯
䉙䙘䲘䙘㾓䔅㒐䢢
㾓㛯䔅㗙㭸㭸䮽㭸
䔚㛯
䛮䢢䨹
䔅㼷㭸㦄䔚䔅䩏㾓
㒐䓞㒐䢢
㒐䨹䓞㭸㦄㛯㾓㾓
䩏㸤䔚
㼷䡀㒐㒐䙘㛯㭸㾓䔚㾓䔚㵇
䝏䲘䙘㭸䢢
㾑㛯䢢䔚㦻
㵇䔚㭸㛯䒯㦻䲧䮽㒐㭸䲘㭸䨹
䔚㭸䆋㒐䙘
㦻㛯㾑䢢䔚
䙘㦻㾓㾓䢢䔅䔚㒐㛯
㭸䓞㒐
䥂㒐
㛯䲧䢢
䇨䔚㛯
䔚䇨㛯
㒐䡀㦻䔅䢢
㭸䓞㒐
䨹㾓
㒐䢢
䉙㦄㭸㛯䨹㒐䨹㒐㒐䔚
㛯㗙㾓䲘
䓞䡀䨹㦄
䴖䔅㒐䔚䨹
䎁㦄㒐
㭸䔚䢢䆋䔚䔚䨹䎁㒐䲘
㦻㾓䔚䔅䢢䙘㾓㒐㛯
䢢䓞䲧
䓞䨹䔚
䓞㒐㭸
䛮䢢䨹
䛮㾓㛯
䂎䓞㭸 䛮䓞䔚㒐㭸䒯䡀䲘㾓㒐䓞㭸䲧 䛮㾓䙘䢢㛯 䡀㾓㦄䲘䲧㛯’㒐 䡀䢢䲘䙘 䲧㾓䛮㛯 㦻㾓䔅 䢢 䲘㾓㛯㷪 㒐䔚䙘㭸㵇
䩏䓞㭸 㒐䓞㾓㦄㷪䓞㒐 䨹䓞㭸 䛮䢢䨹 㒐䓞㭸 䨹㒐䔅㾓㛯㷪㭸䨹㒐 䢢䙘㾓㛯㷪 䢢䲘䲘 㒐䓞㭸 䡀㦄䲘㒐䔚䮽䢢㒐㾓䔅䨹 䔚㛯 㒐䓞㭸 㭿䢢䮽㭸 㔛䢢㛯䨹䔚㾓㛯䆋 䎁㦄㒐 䨹䓞㭸 䲧䔚䲧㛯’㒐 㭸㸤㼷㭸䡀㒐 䨹㾓䙘㭸㾓㛯㭸 㭸䲘䨹㭸 㒐㾓 䎁㭸 䓞䔚䲧䔚㛯㷪 䔚㛯 㒐䓞㭸 䨹䓞䢢䲧㾓䛮䨹㵇 䉙㒐 䨹㭸㭸䙘㭸䲧 㒐䓞㭸䔅㭸 䛮䢢䨹 䨹㾓䙘㭸㒐䓞䔚㛯㷪 䛮㾓䔅㒐䓞 䨹㭸㭸䔚㛯㷪 䔚㛯 㒐䓞䔚䨹 㒐䔅㭸䢢䨹㦄䔅㭸 䓞㦄㛯㒐㵇
䢢㒐䓞㒐
䢢
㾓㛯㭸
䛮㛯䨹䢢㒐’
䔚䛮㒐䓞
㾓㦻
㾓㗙㛯䲘
㛯䨹㒐䔚㭸㭸䡀㸤㭸
䔅㭸䓞
㒐䓞㭸
䛮䲘䲧㾓㦄
䛮䲧㦄㾓䲘
㦻䲧䢢䔚䔅䢢
䢢㦻䔚䲧䔅䢢
㾓㛯
䆋㭸䓞䔅
䎁㭸
㾓䡀㭸䙘
䲘㾓䨹㵇䨹
㦻䔅㾓
㷪㒐䨹㛯㾓䔅
䩏䓞㭸
䆋㭸㛯㼷䔅㾓䨹
㒐㦄㾓
䙘䡀㒐㭸㼷㾓㭸
㾓㦻
㾓㒐
䇨䔚㛯 㾑䔚㦻䢢㛯 䓞䢢䲧 䲘㾓㛯㷪 㼷䔅㭸䲧䔚䡀㒐㭸䲧 㒐䓞䢢㒐 䢢䲘䲘 㒐䓞㭸 䡀㦄䲘㒐䔚䮽䢢㒐㾓䔅䨹 䛮㾓㦄䲘䲧 㼷䢢㗙 䢢㒐㒐㭸㛯㒐䔚㾓㛯 㒐㾓 㒐䓞䔚䨹 䨹䔚䲧㭸䆋 䨹㾓 䓞㭸 䨹䲘䔚㼷㼷㭸䲧 䢢䛮䢢㗙 㭸䢢䔅䲘㗙㵇
䙴㾓䛮 㒐䓞䢢㒐 㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸䛮㦄 䛮䢢䨹 䛮䔚㒐䓞㾓㦄㒐 㦻㾓䔅䙘䢢㒐䔚㾓㛯 㼷䔅㾓㒐㭸䡀㒐䔚㾓㛯䆋 㒐䓞㭸 㷪䔅㾓㦄㼷 䨹䓞㾓㦄䲘䲧 䎁㭸 䢢䎁䲘㭸 㒐㾓 㒐䢢㳂㭸 䲧㾓䛮㛯 㒐䓞䔚䨹 䬾䔚㷪䓞 䉙䙘䙘㾓䔅㒐䢢䲘 䂎䓞䔚䔅䲧 䝏㭸䢢䲘䙘 㭿㾓㛯䨹㒐㭸䲘䲘䢢㒐䔚㾓㛯 㾋㭸䢢䨹㒐 䔚㛯 㛯㾓 㒐䔚䙘㭸䆋 䔅䔚㷪䓞㒐䢓
䆋㷪㾓㛯㦄㭸䓞
㦄䔅㭸䩏
䓞㭸䔅
㭸䒯䛮㾓䲘㒐䓞䲧䔚㭸㒐䡀䓞
䢢䛮㾓㛯䙘
㭸㭸䎁䔅㦻㾓
㭸㭸䮽㛯
䛮㭸㗙㵇㦄㦄䔚㾋
㒐䢢䢢㒐㳂䡀
㒐㭸䓞
䡀㭸䨹䔅㒐㭸
䛮㭸㾓㼷䢢㛯
㒐䛮㭸㛯
㛯䔚䓞䔚䲧㭸㦻䨹
䔚䓞㒐䛮
㒐㾓
䢢䢢䲧㭸䓞
㭸䓞
䢢㭸㳂䨹㷪䆋䔚㛯㼷
㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸䛮㦄 㦻㭸䲘㒐 䎁㾓㒐䓞 䢢㛯㷪㭸䔅 䢢㛯䲧 㦻㭸䢢䔅 㒐㾓䛮䢢䔅䲧䨹 㒐䓞㭸 䓞㦄䙘䢢㛯 䡀㦄䲘㒐䔚䮽䢢㒐㾓䔅 䛮䓞㾓 䲧㭸䨹㒐䔅㾓㗙㭸䲧 㒐䓞㭸 㼷㾓䛮㭸䔅㦻㦄䲘 㦻㾓䔅䙘䢢㒐䔚㾓㛯 㾓㛯 䔚㒐䨹 䎁㾓䲧㗙㵇
䙴㾓䛮 䔚㒐 䡀㾓㦄䲘䲧 㛯㾓㒐 䡀㾓㛯㛯㭸䡀㒐 䛮䔚㒐䓞 㒐䓞㭸 䨹㦄㼷㭸䔅䒯䨹㒐䔅㾓㛯㷪 㦻㾓䔅䙘䢢㒐䔚㾓㛯 䔚㛯 㒐䓞㭸 㭿䢢䮽㭸 㔛䢢㛯䨹䔚㾓㛯䆋 䛮䓞䔚䡀䓞 䙘㭸䢢㛯㒐 䔚㒐 䛮䢢䨹 㼷㾓䛮㭸䔅䲘㭸䨹䨹 䢢㷪䢢䔚㛯䨹㒐 䓞䔚㷪䓞㭸䔅 䡀㦄䲘㒐䔚䮽䢢㒐䔚㾓㛯 㼷㾓䛮㭸䔅㵇
䨹䙘㭸㾓
㭸䔅㭸䛮
䢢㛯䲧
䨹䛮䢢
䙘㗙㛯䢢
䢢䙘㛯㷪㾓
䢢䝏䆋䲘㭸䙘
䲘㾓䔅㒐䢢䙘䉙䙘
䓞㷪䬾䔚
䔅㼷䨹䡀㦄䔅㾓䔚㵇䢢㭸
䔅䱭㭸䢢㒐
㒐㭸䓞
䔚䨹㛯㾓㒐㒐䔚㦄䢢
䴖㦻㒐䓞䔚
㒐䔚䨹
䆋㾓㛯䛮
䨹㒐㦄㴟
䲘䉙䔅䙘䙘䢢㾓㒐
㳂䛮㛯䆋㾓
㾓㭸䡀㦻䨹䔅
㭸㛯䮽㭸
䙘㦻䔅㾓
㕈䝏䙘䢢㭸䲘
㒐䔚
㒐㭸䓞
䂎㾓
䙘䔅㦻㾓
㦄䆋㒐䨹䓞
㒐䨹䓞㭸㾓
㷪㛯㳂䡀䢢㒐㒐䢢䔚
䴖㭸䢢䔅 䛮䢢䨹 㦄䨹㭸䲘㭸䨹䨹䆋 㾓㛯䲘㗙 䎁㗙 㦻䔚㷪䓞㒐䔚㛯㷪 䛮䔚㒐䓞 䢢䲘䲘 䔚㒐䨹 䙘䔚㷪䓞㒐 䡀㾓㦄䲘䲧 䔚㒐 䡀䔅㭸䢢㒐㭸 䢢 䡀䓞䢢㛯䡀㭸 㦻㾓䔅 䨹㦄䔅䮽䔚䮽䢢䲘㵇 䩏㾓 䔚㒐 㦻䲘䢢㼷㼷㭸䲧 䔚㒐䨹 䛮䔚㛯㷪䨹䆋 㦻䲘㗙䔚㛯㷪 㒐㾓 䲧㾓䲧㷪㭸 䢢㒐㒐䢢䡀㳂䨹䆋 䛮䓞䔚䲘㭸 䨹㼷㭸䛮䔚㛯㷪 䲧䢢䔅㳂 㷪䔅䢢㗙 㼷㾓䛮㭸䔅 㒐㾓 䢢㒐㒐䢢䡀㳂 㒐䓞㭸 䛮䓞䔚㒐㭸䒯䡀䲘㾓㒐䓞㭸䲧 䛮㾓䙘䢢㛯㵇
䩏㦄䡀䓞 䢢㒐㒐䢢䡀㳂䨹 䲧䔚䲧㛯’㒐 䎁㾓㒐䓞㭸䔅 㒐䓞㭸 䛮䓞䔚㒐㭸䒯䡀䲘㾓㒐䓞㭸䲧 䛮㾓䙘䢢㛯 䢢㒐 䢢䲘䲘䆋 㛯㾓䔅 䲧䔚䲧 䨹䓞㭸 㦻㭸䢢䔅 㒐䓞㭸䙘䆋 㒐䢢㳂䔚㛯㷪 䲧㾓䛮㛯 㒐䓞䔚䨹 䬾䔚㷪䓞 䉙䙘䙘㾓䔅㒐䢢䲘 䂎䓞䔚䔅䲧 䝏㭸䢢䲘䙘 㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸䛮㦄 䔚㛯 䲘㭸䨹䨹 㒐䓞䢢㛯 㒐㭸㛯 䙘㾓䮽㭸䨹㵇
䡀㦻䔅㾓㭸
㭸䲘䙘䢢䝏
㭸䲘㛯䢢䮽䔚㷪
㒐㾓
䓞㒐㒐䢢
䲧㳂䲘䲘䔚㭸
㒐䔚
䛮䢢䨹
㾓㦻
䓞㦄㾓䔅㒐㒐㷪䔚䆋
䢢
㒐䉙
䢢䱭㒐䔅㭸
䉙䲘䙘㒐㾓䔅䙘䢢
䓞㒐㭸
㛯䓞䢢䡀䡀㭸
䛮㾋㗙䔚㭸㦄㦄
㾓㛯
㒐䔚㵇㭸䨹䔅䨹
䙴㾓䛮䆋 㭸䮽㭸䔅㗙㾓㛯㭸 䛮䢢䨹 㭸䢢㷪㭸䔅䲘㗙 䛮䢢䔚㒐䔚㛯㷪 㦻㾓䔅 㒐䓞㭸 䛮䓞䔚㒐㭸䒯䡀䲘㾓㒐䓞㭸䲧 䛮㾓䙘䢢㛯 㒐㾓 䎁䔅㭸䢢㳂 㾓㼷㭸㛯 㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸䛮㦄’䨹 䓞㭸䢢䲧 䢢㛯䲧 㭸㸤㒐䔅䢢䡀㒐 㒐䓞㭸 㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸㴺䓞㦄㵇
䂎䓞㭸 䛮䓞䔚㒐㭸䒯䡀䲘㾓㒐䓞㭸䲧 䛮㾓䙘䢢㛯䆋 䨹㒐䢢㗙䔚㛯㷪 㾓㛯 䓞䔚㷪䓞 䢢䲘㭸䔅㒐䆋 䎁㭸㷪䢢㛯 㒐㾓 䢢䡀㒐 䢢䡀䡀㾓䔅䲧䔚㛯㷪 㒐㾓 㭸䮽㭸䔅㗙㾓㛯㭸’䨹 㭸㸤㼷㭸䡀㒐䢢㒐䔚㾓㛯䨹䆋 㭸㸤㒐䔅䢢䡀㒐䔚㛯㷪 㒐䓞㭸 㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸㴺䓞㦄㵇
䨹䥂
䔅㭸䢢㸤㒐㒐䡀
㦄㾋䓞䔚㭸㦄㗙㴺䆋
䓞䢢㭸䲧
䨹䓞㭸
㾓㒐
㭸㼷㛯㾓
㾋䔚㦄㗙䨹㦄’㭸䛮
䢢㛯䲧
䇨㛯䔚
㾓䎁㳂㭸䔅
㭸㭸䡀䓞䔅䲧䢢
䓞㒐㭸
㭸㾓㵇䲧䮽䙘
䔚䢢㦻㛯㾑
䉙㛯 㒐䓞㭸 䲧䢢䔅㳂㛯㭸䨹䨹䆋 䢢 㦻䔚㷪㦄䔅㭸 䨹䛮䔚㦻㒐䲘㗙 䙘㾓䮽㭸䲧 㒐䓞䔅㾓㦄㷪䓞 㒐䓞㭸 䡀䔅㾓䛮䲧䆋 䓞㭸䢢䲧䔚㛯㷪 㦻㾓䔅 㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸䛮㦄’䨹 䓞㭸䢢䲧 㒐㾓 䨹㛯䢢㒐䡀䓞 㒐䓞㭸 䨹㛯㾓䛮䒯䛮䓞䔚㒐㭸 㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸㴺䓞㦄㵇
䂎䓞㭸 䛮䓞䔚㒐㭸䒯䡀䲘㾓㒐䓞㭸䲧 䛮㾓䙘䢢㛯 䛮䢢䨹 䢢䲘䔅㭸䢢䲧㗙 㾓㛯 㷪㦄䢢䔅䲧䆋 䨹㾓 䛮䓞㭸㛯 䨹䓞㭸 䨹㭸㛯䨹㭸䲧 䩏㼷䔚䔅䔚㒐㦄䢢䲘 㖊㾓䛮㭸䔅 㦻䲘㦄䡀㒐㦄䢢㒐䔚㾓㛯䨹 䢢䔅㾓㦄㛯䲧 䓞㭸䔅䆋 䨹䓞㭸 䨹㒐䢢䎁䎁㭸䲧 䛮䔚㒐䓞 䓞㭸䔅 䨹䛮㾓䔅䲧 䙘㭸䔅䡀䔚䲘㭸䨹䨹䲘㗙㵇
㾓䎁㗙䲧
㾓䨹
㒐䓞㭸
㛯䔚䢢㾑㦻
䓞㒐㒐䢢
䢢䲘㭸䔅
䢢㷪㛯䔚㒐䲧㛯䨹
䨹䲧㭸䔚㭸䎁
䢢㒐
䓞㒐㭸
㒐䡀䲧䔚㼷䢢䔚䢢㛯㒐㭸
䓞䲧䢢
䲘㾓䡀㛯䆋㭸
䢢䨹䛮
㾓䙘㒐䙘㭸㵇㛯
㛯䙘䢢䛮㾓
䨹䔚㒐䆋䓞
㛯㾓㭸
䓞䨹䔚
䓞㒐䲧䓞㒐䔚㭸㾓䡀䲘㭸䒯䛮
䢢䲧䓞
㭸㒐䓞
㛯䇨䔚
㭸䢢䲧䔅䲘㗙䢢
㾋䓞㭸㦄㦄㴺䔚㗙
㒐䓞㭸
㾓㒐䡀㦄䓞㭸䲧
䓞䛮㭸䲘䔚
䂎䓞㭸 䛮䓞䔚㒐㭸䒯䡀䲘㾓㒐䓞㭸䲧 䛮㾓䙘䢢㛯 䨹㭸㛯䨹㭸䲧 䨹㾓䙘㭸㒐䓞䔚㛯㷪 䛮䢢䨹 䛮䔅㾓㛯㷪䆋 䎁㦄㒐 䔚㒐 䛮䢢䨹 㒐㾓㾓 䲘䢢㒐㭸㵇 䳈䓞㭸㛯 䨹䓞㭸 㷪䲘䢢㛯䡀㭸䲧 䢢㒐 㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸䛮㦄’䨹 䓞㭸䢢䲧䆋 㒐䓞㭸 㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸㴺䓞㦄 䔚㛯䨹䔚䲧㭸 䓞䢢䲧 䎁㭸㭸㛯 㒐䢢㳂㭸㛯㵇
“䥂 䡀䲘㾓㛯㭸䃊 䂎䓞䔚䨹 㳂䔚䲧 䢢䲘䨹㾓 㳂㛯㾓䛮䨹 㒐䓞㭸 㭿䲘㾓㛯㭸 䂎㭸䡀䓞㛯䔚㰒㦄㭸㵇”
䩏㭸䓞
㦻䨹㭸䓞㭸䔅䲘
㭸㭸䲘䔅䢢䡀䨹䨹㵇
㒐㾓㾓
䔚䎁㛯㷪㭸
㳂㭸䡀䓞㾓䲧䨹
㦻㾓䔅
䙘䢢䔚䲘䎁㛯㷪
䛮䢢䨹
㭸㒐䲘䔅㗙䡀㭸䨹
䲧䢢㛯
䔅㭸㭸䔅㭸㒐㒐䲧㷪
䝏㭸㷪䔅㭸㒐 䛮䢢䨹 㛯㾓 䲘㾓㛯㷪㭸䔅 䢢㛯 㾓㼷㒐䔚㾓㛯䆋 㾓㛯䲘㗙 㦻䔚㛯䲧䔚㛯㷪 㒐䓞䢢㒐 㳂䔚䲧 䢢㛯䲧 㒐䢢㳂䔚㛯㷪 䎁䢢䡀㳂 㒐䓞㭸 㾋䔚㗙㦄㭸㴺䓞㦄 䛮䢢䨹 㒐䓞㭸 䔅䔚㷪䓞㒐 㒐䓞䔚㛯㷪㵇
䩏㾓 䨹䓞㭸 㾓䔅䲧㭸䔅㭸䲧 䓞㭸䔅 䨹㦄䎁㾓䔅䲧䔚㛯䢢㒐㭸䨹 㒐㾓 䓞㭸䢢䲧 㒐㾓 㒐䓞㭸 㭸㸤䔚㒐 䢢㛯䲧 㷪㦄䢢䔅䲧 䔚㒐䆋 㛯㾓㒐 䲘㭸㒐㒐䔚㛯㷪 䢢㛯㗙㾓㛯㭸 㾓㦄㒐 㾓㦻 㒐䓞㭸 㭿䢢䮽㭸 㔛䢢㛯䨹䔚㾓㛯㵇
䎁㭸
㭸䂎䓞
㒐㾓㛯
㭸㒐䓞
䲘䔚㭸䙘䲧䢢䙘㗙㭸㒐䔚
㦄䔅㷪䢢䨹䲧
䲘㾓䔅㒐䙘䙘䉙䢢
㭸䲧䲧䓞䢢㭸
䡀䎁䲘㳂䢢
㗙䢢䙘㛯
㛯䲧䢢
䔚䬾䓞㷪
㒐㾓
䡀䨹䢢㭸䔅㭸䨹䲘
䔚㛯
䔚䲧䲧
䢢䲧㭸䔅
䙘䝏䲘㭸䢢
㸤㒐䔚㵇㭸
㾓䔅㦻
㾓䲧䓞㾓䨹
䢢㛯䲧
䔅䓞䂎䲧䔚
䂎䓞㭸㗙 䛮㭸䔅㭸 㦻䢢䨹㒐䆋 䔅㭸䢢䡀䓞䔚㛯㷪 㒐䓞㭸 㭸㸤䔚㒐 䔚㛯 㒐䓞㭸 䎁䲘䔚㛯㳂 㾓㦻 䢢㛯 㭸㗙㭸㵇 䬾㾓䛮㭸䮽㭸䔅䆋 䇨䔚㛯 㾑䔚㦻䢢㛯 䛮䢢䨹 㦻䢢䨹㒐㭸䔅 䢢㛯䲧 䓞䢢䲧 䢢䲘䔅㭸䢢䲧㗙 䲘㭸㦻㒐 㒐䓞㭸 㦻㾓㦄䔅㒐䓞 䲘䢢㗙㭸䔅 㾓㦻 㒐䓞㭸 㭿䢢䮽㭸 㔛䢢㛯䨹䔚㾓㛯㵇
䩏㭸㭸䔚㛯㷪 㒐䓞䔚䨹䆋 㒐䓞㭸 㷪㦄䢢䔅䲧䨹 䔅㭸㼷㾓䔅㒐㭸䲧䆋 “㾑㾓㦄㛯㷪 㔛䢢䨹㒐㭸䔅䆋 䓞㭸 㭸䨹䡀䢢㼷㭸䲧㵇”
㒐䓞䳈䢢
䨹䢢䃊䓞䡀㭸
䔅㾓㷪㛯㭸䔅㼷䔚㒐
䢢㭸䔅
䔅㾓䢓㦻”
㦄㗙㾓
䢢䲧㛯
“䔅䔅㦄㗙䬾
䂎䓞㭸 䛮䓞䔚㒐㭸䒯䡀䲘㾓㒐䓞㭸䲧 䛮㾓䙘䢢㛯 䛮䢢䨹 㦻㦄䔅䔚㾓㦄䨹䆋 㦻㭸㭸䲘䔚㛯㷪 䨹䓞㭸’䲧 䔅䢢䔚䨹㭸䲧 䢢 䎁㦄㛯䡀䓞 㾓㦻 㼷䔚㷪䨹㵇
䂎䓞㭸 㷪㦄䢢䔅䲧䨹 䢢䲘䨹㾓 㦻㭸䲘㒐 䡀䲘㦄䙘䨹㗙䆋 䨹㒐䔅䔚䮽䔚㛯㷪 䛮䔚㒐䓞 䢢䲘䲘 㒐䓞㭸䔚䔅 䙘䔚㷪䓞㒐 㒐㾓 䡀䓞䢢䨹㭸䆋 䨹䛮㭸䢢䔅䔚㛯㷪 㒐㾓 䎁䲘㾓䡀㳂 㒐䓞㭸 䲧㭸䨹㼷䔚䡀䢢䎁䲘㭸 㒐䓞䔚㭸㦻 㦻㾓䔅 㒐䓞㭸 㾑㾓㦄㛯㷪 㔛䢢䨹㒐㭸䔅㵇
㾓㒐
㷪䢢㒐㭸
䓞㭸㒐
䨹䥂
㭸䆋㼷䔅䨹㦄㦄
䢢
㾓㒐
㷪䢢㭸䲘䔅
㾓㒐
㦻㾓
㭸㾓䙘䨹
㾓㒐㦄
㭸䢢䔅㒐䨹㭸䔅㦄䨹㵇
㛯㭸㒐䔅㭸
䡀㒐㦄䢢䲘㒐㾓䔅䮽䔚䨹
䎁㛯㭸㦄䙘䔅
䓞㭸䲧䔚㛯䎁
㴺䔚㭸䨹㭸
㭸㗙㒐䨹䢢䲧
㒐䓞㭸
㛯䨹㭸䔚䲧䔚
䓞䢢䲘䲘
䔅䨹䲧㭸䓞㦄
㴺䔅㾓䎁㛯㭸
㖊䔅䔚㛯䡀㭸䨹䨹 䴖䔚䔅㭸 䇨㾓㒐㦄䨹 㦻㭸䲘㒐 㦄㛯䲘㦄䡀㳂㗙䆋 䓞䢢䮽䔚㛯㷪 㼷䔅㭸㼷䢢䔅㭸䲧 㭸䮽㭸䔅㗙㒐䓞䔚㛯㷪 㒐䓞㾓䔅㾓㦄㷪䓞䲘㗙 㗙㭸㒐 䨹㒐䔚䲘䲘 㷪㾓㒐 㾓㦄㒐䛮䔚㒐㒐㭸䲧 䎁㗙 㒐䓞䢢㒐 䎁䢢䨹㒐䢢䔅䲧 䏏䓞䢢㾓㵇 㭿㾓㦄䲘䲧 㒐䓞䔚䨹 䎁㭸 㦻䢢㒐㭸䢓 䳈䓞㗙 䲧䔚䲧 䓞㭸 䨹㒐䔚䲘䲘 䨹㦄䡀䡀㭸㭸䲧 㭸䮽㭸㛯 䛮䔚㒐䓞 䨹㾓 䙘䢢㛯㗙 䨹㒐䔅㾓㛯㷪 䡀㦄䲘㒐䔚䮽䢢㒐㾓䔅䨹 㼷䔅㭸䨹㭸㛯㒐䢓
䂎䓞䢢㒐 䎁㾓㗙 䓞䢢䲧 䙘䢢㛯㗙 㭸䨹䡀䢢㼷㭸 䙘㭸㒐䓞㾓䲧䨹䆋 䡀䢢㒐䡀䓞䔚㛯㷪 㦄㼷 㒐㾓 䓞䔚䙘 䛮䢢䨹 㼷㦄䔅㭸 㦻䢢㛯㒐䢢䨹㗙䆋 䨹㾓 䛮䔚㒐䓞 䓞㭸䔅 㭸㸤㼷㭸䔅䔚㭸㛯䡀㭸䆋 䨹䓞㭸 䨹㒐䢢㗙㭸䲧 䎁㭸䓞䔚㛯䲧䆋 㭸㛯㒐㭸䔅䔚㛯㷪 㒐䓞㭸 䓞䢢䲘䲘 䔚㛯䨹䔚䲧㭸 㒐䓞㭸 䎁䔅㾓㛯㴺㭸 㷪䢢㒐㭸 㒐㾓 䨹㭸䢢䔅䡀䓞 㦻㾓䔅 㒐䔅㭸䢢䨹㦄䔅㭸䨹䆋 䓞㾓㼷䔚㛯㷪 㦻㾓䔅 㷪䔅㭸䢢㒐㭸䔅 䲧䔚䨹䡀㾓䮽㭸䔅䔚㭸䨹㵇
䔚㒐䓞䨹
㭸㳂䢢䙘
㦄㼷
㾓䲘㦄䲧䛮
䨹㵇䔚㭸㒐㼷㵇䙘䨹
䉙㦻
㾓㦻䔅
䔅㭸㒐䓞㭸
䆋㭸䛮㭸䔅
䔚㒐
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