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There is a fog and chaos in front of us. I looked around and saw a tall palace building, surrounded by mist and fairy mist.
"Ha ha, ha ha, so stupid, don't play with you! , Tian Wen, Brother Ten, let's go! " "Shame on you! Yiran is dumb, dumb! " A group of children's voices came from behind the fairy fog, the footsteps faded away, and then a girl's crying voice came: "Whoops-"
This cry is so familiar that I seem to have heard it before. But where is it? I don't remember. I was suspicious and followed the smoke. But the silky fog always blocks the way in front of me when I am about to find the answer.
Thick chill also gushed from the soles of the feet and the bottom of my heart. Mao Mao is in my heart, and I feel like I'm in a morgue, and it's gloomy. I want to stop, but I really want to be pushed forward behind me.
Suddenly an invisible hand pulled over the scene, and the fog suddenly disappeared. I suddenly stood in the middle of a big garden, where grass grows and warblers fly. In Yantai, which stretches for miles, willows are green, birds are singing euphemistically on high branches, and butterflies and bees are busy dancing among colorful flowers.
On the stone table and chair in the middle of the colorful narrow road, a group of people surrounded a little man. ...