Chapter 602: Deep Love (215)
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The crow is like a person's splashed ink painting, inked by an out-of-control brush---- the crows in the night sky are lined up, more like a hurricane-crushed, torn black leather rope: flying in the night sky without hesitation, tenacious......
The wind continued to blow: Bao'er, who was stuck in a coma on a turntable, was an isolated island that would never float and die again......
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Suddenly, from the white mist of the forest: emitting a colorful light, the beam of light surrounded Bao'er---- like Bao'er alone has a brilliant and infinitely bright little sun---- the little sun, suddenly rising higher and higher, like a charming rainbow bridge, drunk by the spring breeze: on the left side of the bridge, thousands of happy magpies gathered, and on the right side of the bridge, scattered disappointed and deserved small crows in the field......
The crow is like a person's splashed ink painting, inked by an out-of-control brush---- the crows in the night sky are lined up, more like a hurricane-crushed, torn black leather rope: flying in the night sky without hesitation, tenacious......
How did the psychedelic scene just now appear again?! Bao'er pondered, as if her whole body and mind were being controlled and circling......
The lonely island that floated like a dead silence---- Bao'er woke up a little bit----
"Hehe: how beautiful it is! It's a pity that it's about to reach the country of Java! Sisters: Ignite the fire!" The sudden burst of applause, followed by the two violent sounds, Bao'er felt that she was carrying the turntable, and rushed into the night sky...... It was too late for Bao'er to open her eyes quickly---- it was lying on a branch cart with forks in all directions, flying in mid-air!
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