The sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and the stars rotate.

A few years go by, like a white horse passing through a gap, and time flows away like an hourglass at the fingertips, irretrievable.

The trip to Beihai happened when Huahai was young, but the memory is very profound.

No one can easily forget the golden Buddha and the ten thousand...

Chapter 71 of "Cold Smoke Jue" Whose second son is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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