The rain fell to the ground, hitting the green branches and leaves, and a few small purple flowers quietly hid underneath, but it was difficult to dodge, but fortunately, there were branches and leaves in the way, and just a little raindrop lingered on it for a while before falling to the ground again.

And in the place where the little peanut grows, there is a woman dressed in a dress the color of a small purple flower, and she has an umbrella, and she buttons the door, and she enters the house.

Entering the door of this house, there was a small incense burner wafting out of the extremely fragrant smell, and the whole room was smoked, but not a single insect dared to come in, which was also much more stable.

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"The Glimpse of the Lake is Mistaken for Life" The Sword and Sword Shadow Are Not My Wishes Chapter Seventy-Eight The Rain Falls on the Stone is a little new It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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