The moment I got out of the city gate, it began to slowly move towards silence, and the number of people gradually decreased, and even if I encountered a little bit of people, I didn't know whether it was a poisonous fog or just the smoke from ordinary people's houses.

The wind blew, making the sound of the horse's hooves not far away clearer, and the leaves were rustling, and some loose yellow and green leaves were fluttering, and finally they were close to the dirt, but it was a moment of effort, and the horses' hooves were already accurately stepping on the leaves.

The leaf had to make a slight spin again, and lay down on the ground again.

At this time, when I looked up, I saw that the leaves were only separated......

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