The next day, the sky was gradually dawning, and the pale blue sky was inlaid with a few remnant stars, and the earth was hazy, like a light veil shrouded in silver-gray.

On the countless buds that were about to bloom in Daling Mountain, the crystal bright dew drops flickered, looking vibrant.

At this time, in a small courtyard, countless flowers and plants from the open, competing for beauty, on the courtyard door clearly engraved a line of numbers, lifelike, exactly: 0915.

In the small courtyard, it was as heavy as dead silence, Dao Wuxian and Lin Chip were leaning on the big tree, their faces were solemn, and the two of them did not move half a step overnight.

On the small stone platform, it has always been ......

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