The Secret of Desire and Spring

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The Miaoyu Nunnery sits suspended in the air, its lower lake shimmering like a sapphire, while the moonlight above flows gently like water.
Enveloped in the divine moonlight, the buildings take on a dreamlike quality, appearing mysterious in the night sky.
Ye Fan ascends into the air, and someone invites him before a magnificent palace, where a stunningly beautiful
woman stands, almost divine in the moonlight, like a fairy descended from the silver moon, untouched by worldly dust.
"Is Miaoyi really that repulsive?" An Miaoyi smiles, her snow-white robes fluttering gently in the night breeze, as if she
's about to ride the wind away.
"Fairy An's charm is too great; I dared not come, for fear of offending such a beauty," Ye Fan replies insincerely.
An Miaoyi's eyes flickered, and she smiled faintly, "Lying."
Her long, white dress trailed on the ground, accentuating her slender figure like undulating mountains. Her firm breasts,
slender waist, and perfectly rounded hips were flawless, forming a perfect arc.
Yet, her noble and ethereal气质 (qi zhi - inherent quality/temperament) made her appear like an elf under the moonlight. Her face was unadorned, snow-white
and crystalline, her eyes like autumn waters, her delicate nose and cherry lips seemingly sculpted by the heavens. Such beauty was
breathtaking.
Inside the palace, the carved beams and painted rafters shone with golden splendor, shrouded in mist, as if one had stumbled into a celestial realm, giving an unreal
feeling.
This was a sleeping quarters, inlaid with pearls and jade, adorned with antiques and paintings. On a white jade table, tempting delicacies and
fragrant wines swayed.
"Tomorrow you'll be attempting a breakthrough. Are you confident?" An Miaoyi poured wine, her bright red lips sensual, her pearly teeth
gleaming . She held a jade cup in her slender hand, the two sparkling together.
"I will enter the Four Extremes..." Ye Fan smiled.
"A fully realized Saint Body hasn't appeared for hundreds of thousands of years. To be able to contend with an ancient emperor—what a magnificent sight! It's
truly awe-inspiring." An Miaoyi smiled gently, filling the room with elegance. "Now, I have
a Saint Body sitting before me. I must observe carefully, examine closely..."
"Even if you succeed in breaking through, you'll only achieve a minor Saint Body. How can you compare to an emperor?" Ye Fan shook his head with a smile.
"That day isn't far off. Miaoyi looks forward to it." Miaoyi's black hair danced in the breeze, her eyes like water, her eyelashes long and flowing, her
skin snow-white and translucent. A bright moon pearl adorned her brow, reflecting the light under the crystal chandelier, making her noble, magnificent, and
vibrant—breathtakingly beautiful.
"Thank you, Fairy Miaoyi, for the Enlightenment Tea." Ye Fan raised his cup in a toast.
"Miaoyi has only done a small part. May Brother Ye break the curse, triumph all the way, and one day rival the Great Emperor."
An Miaoyi's smile was extremely alluring, her red lips glistening with wine, as vibrant as flowing cinnabar.
As night deepened, moonlight streamed through the glass windows into the palace, making everything seem like a dream.
An Miaoyi, unable to hold her liquor, blushed, her eyes sparkling, her delicate frame seemingly boneless, and said, "I want...
a fully-fledged Holy Body..."
Ye Fan, also slightly drunk, teased, "I'm right here, why would you want it?"
"Miaoyi means, I want a fully-fledged Holy Body... to protect me in the future, and I too will become the Great Emperor."
An Miaoyi's smile was captivating, making even the bright moon pale in comparison.
She was already one of the most beautiful women in the Eastern Wilderness, even hailed as the most beautiful woman there. This peerless beauty,
after drinking, had her skin turn pink and translucent, possessing an irresistible charm.
Late at night, they had drunk countless cups, their wine glasses falling to the ground as they gradually intertwined.
Moonlight spilled across the ground, its shimmering glow reflecting on the beautiful woman, her black hair flowing in the wind, exuding boundless elegance.
"Hehe..." An Miaoyi laughed sweetly, her voice as melodious as a silver bell, stirring the heart.
Her eyes were like water, her brows like mountains; the beautiful woman's face was flushed with intoxication, her white clothes like mist, bathed in the moonlight streaming through the window
, creating a hazy, dreamlike scene.
Ye Fan gently embraced the beauty's slender waist; through the thin fabric, the soft, smooth fabric felt like a gentle flow, seeping in. Even before any real
action , a tingling sensation spread through his body, a warm, melting feeling.
An Miaoyi's cheeks flushed crimson, her eyes darting about like fireflies in flight. She leaned closer to
Ye Fan, who, understanding her gesture, pulled her onto his lap, her full, rounded buttocks settling on his thighs. The pressure was so intense that
he gasped for breath, and arousal began to stir within him.
An Miaoyi noticed the change beneath her buttocks, her face turning even redder. Just as she was about to speak, Ye Fan picked up a gleaming silver wine jug,
poured wine into his own mouth, and then poured it between An Miaoyi's sensual red lips.
The wine flowed gently from her lips, shimmering and sparkling. The moonlight and lamplight reflected off the wine, making An Miaoyi
appear like a dreamlike beauty, stirring endless fantasies.
Everything happened naturally. Ye Fan wasn't a rigid, old-fashioned scholar; he was completely uninhibited, unafraid of the thorns
, and decided to embrace the sweetness.
Not far away was a white jade bed, draped with pink gauze curtains, creating an unusual atmosphere. The two tumbled onto
the pink, ambiguous bed.
At this moment, Ye Fan felt somewhat like he was in a dream. Back on Earth, he could never have imagined that a woman of such caliber
would throw herself into his arms, yet now it was truly real. Of course, given his extremely proud nature, he wouldn't
truly feel flattered or respond with sweet words.
The red silk curtains were warm as spring departed, and the light chill of the silk curtains caused swallows to fly in pairs.
Ye Fan gazed at the beauty's snow-white cheeks, finding her exquisitely beautiful, his heart trembling. He couldn't help but lean closer and kiss her
bright red lips.
"Mmm..." An Miaoyi murmured softly.
She had just sobered up a bit, but the overwhelming pleasure left her weak and limp, disoriented.
Their lips met, An Miaoyi's cherry-like mouth completely squeezed inside, suffocating her and
leaving no gap.
Gentle sucking and licking, a subtle electric current traveled from their point of contact. Taking advantage of her dazed state, Ye Fan
gently tightened his hold on An Miaoyi, pressing her firm, jade-like breasts against him,
making them tremble like solidified crystal embryos. This caused both of their hearts to race, and An Miaoyi moaned incessantly, her breath hot
against Ye Fan's face.
Ye Fan licked and sucked on An Miaoyi's glistening lips for a while, feeling her body heat up. He then flicked his tongue, using
his vocal cords, and slipped between An Miaoyi's lips, brushing against her gums like a brush. Soon, her jaws
gently parted, and Ye Fan entered, his tongue entwining with An Miaoyi's.
Their tongues mingled, their tongues intertwined. Ye Fan would sometimes tug at An Miaoyi's tongue, gently biting and licking, sometimes
moving it up and down, scraping and lightly touching the soft, tender walls of her mouth, causing the beauty's cheeks to flush,
her body to tremble, and soft moans to escape her throat.
Truly worthy of being the "fairy" of the Miaoyu Nunnery, she had received training and was skilled in this art, though initially somewhat awkward and shy.
But she quickly got used to it, and her kissing skills were even more proficient than Ye Fan's. Her tongue moved swiftly,
targeting every sensitive spot on Ye Fan's lips, gently caressing and teasing, sometimes like the sun and moon in full bloom, sometimes like the seven stars meeting in unison—truly skillful beyond compare.
Ye Fan, back on Earth, was a seasoned lover, having explored countless
techniques with Li Xiaoman. After three years of loneliness following graduation, he had engaged in numerous casual affairs, but he found
his kissing skills inferior to this beautiful woman's. Her tongue was so soft and smooth that it felt as if his muscles and nerves
were melting with pleasure, causing his heart to race, like fine wine igniting a raging fire.
The flames engulfed him, making it hard for Ye Fan to breathe. His heart pounded wildly, and he forgot all about flirting.
He opened his chest, his lips barely touching hers, and with a quick flick of his fingers, he
tore off An Miaoyi's silk sash. With a gentle tug, her gossamer-thin snow-white dress fluttered down.
Only then did Ye Fan reluctantly part his lips, but he was immediately dazzled by the breathtaking sight before him—truly worthy of being
called the "Fairy" of the Miaoyu Nunnery, she wasn't even wearing a bra. Her fair skin and jade-like body were instantly revealed before him!
Although he had seen her through the light in the Stone Garden, it was never as clear as it was now. And the fragrance of her body,
hidden behind her clothes, was even more intoxicating, captivating and mesmerizing.
The man's gaze swept down, taking in her snow-white skin, her icy peaks like the moon, her undulating figure—every inch of
her was beautiful, every inch captivating. Even the fragrant grasses in the secluded valley were neat and soft, glistening with dew, exuding an
alluring charm.
An Miaoyi, her naked body exposed to the man's gaze, blushed crimson. She lowered her head slightly, avoiding Ye Fan's eyes, knowing that
for future benefits, offering her chastity was unavoidable. She bit her vermilion lips, shyly remaining silent. Her dark hair,
reflecting the candlelight, flowed beautifully, her entire body shimmering with a faint glow, her skin a rosy hue, bewitching all who beheld her.
Ye Fan smiled slightly and said, "Has the fairy made up her mind?"
An Miaoyi's shyness subsided slightly, and her eyes sparkled with allure: "Little man, why be so blunt?"
With a chuckle, Ye Fan flicked out the candle flame with a flick of his finger, and his already erect dragon, without hesitation, plunged into the room like
a sword parting the water.
"Ah!"
A mournful cry, like the lament of a cuckoo, echoed in the room.
Since An Miaoyi had asked him for a favor, and Ye Fan had no feelings for her, he didn't bother with
any before hastily entering. Although An Miaoyi came from a place of pleasure, she was still a virgin, and being
penetrated by the iron-like, ancient holy body, she naturally felt unbearable pain, and tears streamed down her face.
Ye Fan, however, was like a dragon entering the sea, the warmth, softness, tightness, and narrowness all rushing up at once. His vajra was instantly numb, experiencing unparalleled pleasure
. With a fierce thrust, he pierced to the very bottom of her flower, causing white fluid to splatter everywhere.
He found it strange; although An Miaoyi's figure wasn't as slender as that vixen Qin Yao, she was still tall and graceful.
How could her vagina be so shallow? But judging from the quality of this exquisite vaginal opening, it must be a renowned instrument.
What exactly is it...?
Ye Fan's mind raced—could it be the "Shy Flower and Closed Moon"? He and Pang Bo had once idly studied the works of ancient masters
like , and they had come across descriptions of this instrument.
The beauty of this "flower-shaming, moon-eclipsing" vessel is shallow; its most exquisite part lies not beneath the flower's base, but in the very center of its path, the Jade Void, the place
where essence resides. Once the longsword thrusts in from the side, without leakage of yin or yang, the Void's exquisite absorption brings a pleasure so intense it feels like dying
a thousand times over.
Ye Fan was about to turn his spear to strike the Void's beautiful nest, but upon catching a glimpse of the clear tears in the beauty's eyes, his heart clenched
, and a pang of tenderness arose within him. He reached out and gently stroked and caressed An Miaoyi's back, kneading it incessantly, feeling the skin's
softness and smoothness like silk, its warmth seeping into his heart.
An Miaoyi's pain from the breaking of her vulva had subsided, her beauty fading, and her alluring charm returning. Ye Fan then gently withdrew his iron pestle from
the depths of , savoring the pleasure of its friction against the folds and rings, sometimes rough, sometimes gentle, a fusion of water and fire,
from the dragon's head to the base, every part beautiful, every part pleasurable.
After withdrawing about a third, Ye Fan changed his withdrawal to a horizontal thrust, like a wasp drawn to honey, slowly
searching through a profusion of beauty. Suddenly, he felt a sinking sensation in front of his tortoise, his heart jolting, instantly falling into a smooth, soft, indescribable
state.
The suction was like a tide, penetrating straight to the tortoise's eye, almost causing Ye Fan to lose control in an instant. He realized this was the "Jade Dome,"
secretly overjoyed. Seeing the beauty's jade-like face also blossoming with spring, knowing she was also becoming happy, he no longer held back, closed
his seminal gate, and thrust forcefully from the side.
Although An Miaoyi was alluring and seductive, she couldn't compare to the experienced Qin Yao. In reality, she was just an eighteen-year-old
girl, not much older than Ji Ziyue. Now, having tasted this pleasure for the first time, she was found by a man in the most beautiful place of her flower room,
and she felt extremely weak and tingly. Her delicate body trembled and she was covered in fragrant sweat. It was truly intoxicating and bone-melting. Her little
mouth couldn't help but open and close slightly. She wanted to moan loudly, but she was also a little shy. Her mind
was almost overwhelmed by the unparalleled pleasure. As the tide came and went, looking at the handsome young man holding her, she felt as if
a truly trembling and her heart was in turmoil.
Although Ye Fan didn't know what the beautiful woman was thinking, he was captivated by her seemingly happy yet shy expression,
her
face flushed with a seductive blush, which, under the moonlight, made her even more alluring. He couldn't help but be slightly mesmerized, and then his dragon spear attacked even more vigorously, while his hands became increasingly gentle, sliding from An Miaoyi's silken back to her buttocks, lightly caressing and teasing.
An Miaoyi, attacked from both ends, could no longer resist, and finally released her grip on her lower lip, letting out a soft moan. An endless
fragrance emanated from her pores, intoxicating Ye Fan's soul and making his thoughts soar, as if he had ascended to the heavens.
As Ye Fan thrust nine times shallow and one time deep into the clam, skillfully manipulating its flesh, the honeyed nectar within the beauty's vagina
flowed endlessly, gathering within the jade dome like water pooling into a swamp, immersing the dragon's head within.
All around , it was nourished by this supreme nectar, truly enough to make one ecstatic.
In this blissful state, Ye Fan forgot his own movements, focusing solely on thrusting into the flower chamber. After over a hundred thrusts,
An Miaoyi, without anyone noticing, stopped moaning, casting a seductive glance and offering her lips. Ye Fan immediately
kissed her again, their bodies meeting in a strange, flowing spring, forming a delicate cycle.
Both were already at the peak of their pleasure, knowing that climax was imminent. Their lips were locked in a passionate kiss,
as if they wanted to devour each other. Their lower bodies were also colliding forcefully. An Miaoyi's pair of jade-white legs were already wrapped around Ye Fan's waist.
Abandoning her shyness, she gently swayed her buttocks, offering her tender bud.
Whoosh!
A stream of yin essence surged forth, hitting Ye Fan's head. The jade-like woman could no longer hold back and climaxed first.
Ye Fan, scalded by the heat, felt his penis throb violently, making An Miaoyi's heart feel as if it were about to burst, almost causing her to separate
. He, too, could no longer control his essence; his
vajra-like power manifested as countless grains of sand in the Ganges River, all flowing into her jade vault. The clouds dispersed, the rain ceased, the spear withdrew, and lips parted. An Miaoyi's face flushed, nestled in Ye Fan's arms, her body fragrant like orchids, still
stirring the heart of any man.
Just then, she suddenly bit her lip, her girlish charm and alluring demeanor overflowing. An Miaoyi, a
"fairy" of the Miaoyu Nunnery, knew her own constitution and understood the purpose of the jade vault for storing essence. Her heart trembled, and she hurriedly circulated her true energy,
forcing out the strands of white fluid. From her vulva, a mixture of cinnabar, white fluid, and nectar flowed
out, a uniquely alluring sight.
However, this left the sheets smeared with mud. With a flick of her slender hand, An Miaoyi
tore off the soiled sheet and tossed it out the window. It instantly transformed into countless flakes of butterflies, scattering in the moonlight without
disturbing Her jade-like hand moved with lightning speed, retrieving a pale purple satin from the bedside wardrobe and
neatly spreading it beneath them.
She breathed softly into Ye Fan's ear, making his earlobe burn. An Miaoyi, with a languid air, said gently,
"Little man, sleep..."
Ye Fan, with his Ancient Holy Body, still had the strength to fight, but the "Shy Flower, Closed Moon" technique was notorious for draining his marrow and bones,
consuming a man's stamina far more than any other. He was also exhausted. Seeing that An Miaoyi had already closed her starry eyes and was sleeping on her side beside him,
he didn't bother to argue. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep under the moonlight.
The moonlight, like water, poured down, pale and hazy, peaceful and serene.
In the celestial palace, all was quiet. On the jade bed, An Miaoyi opened her starry eyes, her jade-like body
lying prone, glistening with tears. Her hair was disheveled, and she looked delicate and weak.
"You should go..." She stretched out a lotus-root arm, snow-white and slender, lazily waking the person beside her.
Ye Fan was calm, yet his heart was turbulent. Nevertheless, he smiled, his white teeth gleaming
brightly .
"Why are you in such a hurry to send me away?"
"If people find out that you spent the night at Miaoyu Nunnery, do you think the Feng Clan will allow it? They'll probably cause you trouble.
Feng Huang is no ordinary woman; how could she tolerate it?"
An Miaoyi's voice was quiet and melodious, yet undisturbed. She was almost ethereal in beauty, pure and otherworldly,
like a fairy descended to earth. Her skin was like ice, her bones like jade, her body snow-white and smooth, radiating a soft glow.
"The Wind Clan, they're not engaged to me yet. If I fail to break through, they'll discard me like trash,"
Ye Fan said self-deprecatingly.
An Miaoyi gently massaged his temples, saying, "I believe you can succeed. You'll once again display
the unparalleled glory of the Great Perfection Holy Body."
"Things are unpredictable. Everyone is watching now, many cultivators are waiting, all eyes are on me, and
I might very well fail," Ye Fan said casually, as if it were something unrelated to him. "
If I end up failing miserably, I wonder what those who are trying to win me over, befriend me, and host banquets for me will think?
I think everyone will be indifferent." Ye Fan twirled a lock of her glossy black hair around his finger.
"You really have no confidence?" An Miaoyi looked at him quietly, her beautiful eyes as deep as the starry sky, her face
breathtakingly beautiful.
"I probably won't be able to enter the Four Extremes Secret Realm with just the source,"
Ye Fan said calmly, then turned to look at her and smiled, "What will you do if I fail?"
"Come on, little man, don't overthink it, you should leave..." An Miaoyi didn't answer, her alluring body
glowing, and gently pushed Ye Fan to his feet.
"I feel like it's the other way around, you're so carefree, constantly telling me to leave, you don't care at all," Ye Fan
laughed .
"Having had it, why care about forever? If you become a Great Perfection Saint Body in the future, protecting me will
be enough ."
"You're quite open-minded." Ye Fan lightly twirled her hair with his fingertips.
"Don't think it's easy, at that time, you might be an enemy of the whole world..." An Miaoyi chuckled.
"That serious?" Ye Fan was surprised, then stared intently at her stunning face, saying, "
What if I really fail to break through?"
An Miaoyi's eyes flashed with an astonishing light, and she said, "If that happens, I will fall into the mortal world
, until one day I become an emperor, and then I will kill everyone connected to me, washing away
the glory and disgrace ..."
"Isn't that a bit much?" Ye Fan stared at her blankly.
An Miaoyi chuckled, stroking his cheek, and said, "So, little man, you must
succeed in breaking through for Miaoyi's sake. You can't bear to see me fall into the mortal world, can you..."
"Then you have to have faith in me. If I don't succeed on the night of the full moon, there's still a chance..." Ye Fan said meaningfully.
An Miaoyi shook her head, her beautiful eyes hazy, her sensual red lips vibrant. She raised a jade-like finger and placed it on his
lips, stopping him from continuing. She said, "Youth fades quickly, beauty withers easily, Miaoyi really can't wait."
Then, her long black hair cascaded down onto Ye Fan's face. Looking down at him, she smiled sweetly and said,
"Little man, you can only succeed, you can't fail, otherwise Miaoyi will kill you first."
"If I fail, you'll kill me?" Ye Fan wrapped his arms around her slender, smooth waist, staring at her blankly.
"Yes, don't disappoint Miaoyi." Her smile was sweet, her body shimmering in the moonlight,
each curve flawless.
"Then let me kill you first..." Ye Fan pulled her into his arms, then rolled over and covered her
ivory -white, flawless jade-like body.
"Little man... get up... you should go." An Miaoyi pushed him away.
Neither of them was naked. Ye Fan, familiar with the place, easily found the entrance to the flower valley and stormed in like lightning,
silencing An Miaoyi with a soft moan.
"It's still early,"
Ye Fan smiled meaningfully, his eyes flashing with a sharp light that quickly turned into a dazed look. He raised his back,
his hands climbing up her breasts, caressing them wantonly.
An Miaoyi was usually as beautiful as a fairy, but her breasts were unusually full and voluptuous. Never before had they been explored, they were already
comparable to the enchanting Qin Yao. Ye Fan couldn't even grasp them all in one hand. He simply held them in his palm, his cherry-like nipples pressed against
the most sensitive spot, making both of them feel weak and trembling, as if their nerves were about to snap.
The woman was beautiful from head to toe. Her reserved demeanor had long since vanished under the overwhelming pleasure. Although
her cheeks, as delicate as morning dew, were still flushed, her moans gradually grew from a whisper to a whisper, lingering in Ye Fan's ears, captivating and
enchanting him.
Ye Fan listened to the sweet whispers in his ear, a mixture of joy and reproach, of weeping and lamenting, a hundred meanings rising and falling within them. Just listening to them
made his soul want to fly to the heavens and shatter into countless
specks
of dust. If it weren't for such an exquisite beauty who had received high-level training at the Miaoyu Nunnery, how could she have such a captivating moan? At this moment, his jade pestle had already penetrated into the dome of her body. His manhood suddenly contracted,
completely enveloping the dragon head. Honey water surged forth, forming an ambush from all sides, scalding Ye Fan with an unparalleled pleasure. The sweet cries
in his ear, the jade breasts in his hand, his spear piercing the beautiful orifice, the legs clamping the soft thighs, his eyes gazing at the flower's face, his nose smelling the strange fragrance—Ye Fan's five senses and six
consciousnesses were all stirred. His mind and soul trembled together, and his nerves and muscles flowed with endless fiery passion.
If not for his exceptional physique and his mastery of top-tier ancient scriptures, he would likely have been utterly humiliated by now.
But how could Ye Fan possibly lose face
in , his index and middle fingers pinching and rubbing her nipples back and forth. Meanwhile, his right hand, having left her snow-capped peaks
, slipped between An Miaoyi's legs, wantonly caressing her snow-white thighs. This teasing and manipulating technique combined Ye Fan's vast experience as a modern man with the application of true qi in
martial arts , making it truly extraordinary. An Miaoyi felt a jolt of electricity run from her nipples down her body, her soul drifting away, her mind going blank. She didn't want to know anything, only to sink into the vast sea of desire, to be made to feel like she was dying and coming back to life by the man . Honeyed fluids splattered in her flower valley, scalding the man's penis, making it swell even more. Ye Fan, after all, had never practiced dual cultivation techniques. Although he was experienced, he was not as familiar with the ways of the world as An Miaoyi. Moreover, her yin essence was exceptionally potent. An Miaoyi had suffered in the first half of the night, and this time Ye Fan could no longer hold back. His penis trembled violently , and he was about to ejaculate. However, he refused to give in. With a flash of inspiration, he bit his lip, temporarily stopping his urge to ejaculate. His right hand, which was enjoying An Miaoyi's silky thighs, flicked lightly, his fingertips already touching the folds of her anus. "Ah!" An Miaoyi was suddenly attacked, her heart pounding with shock. She tried to struggle but had no strength left. In her dazed state, her jade palace trembled , her flower chamber contracted, and her vaginal fluids gushed out like a tidal wave. Ye Fan withdrew his fingers. He wasn't unfamiliar with the back garden. Back when Li Xiaoman and he were deeply in love, after watching a few Japanese erotic films and becoming aroused, he half-coaxed and half-forced Li Xiaoman to have his way with her. It was indeed very tight and pleasurable. However, facing a beautiful and alluring woman like An Miaoyi, even without real feelings, he couldn't bear to actually play with that area. However, when An Miaoyi climaxed, her delicate body trembled like a leaf, and her vaginal opening tightened like a net being pulled in, squeezing out strands of her vaginal fluid, leaving a muddy mess at their point of contact and the pubic hair. Ye Fan could no longer withstand the intense, pleasurable suction; his semen, like an arrow, plunged deep into her vaginal cavity. After the storm subsided, An Miaoyi caught her breath, expelled some more fluid, changed the sheets, and the two finally fell asleep in each other's arms. At dawn, Ye Fan left. [The End]

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