Suddenly, Xia Xing opened his eyes, gasping for breath, the room was silent, there was nothing in front of the bed, everywhere was the same as before going to bed, the candles had already burned out, and a touch of fish belly white appeared in the east. When the rooster crowed, Xia Xing rolled his eyes to look out the window, and was stunned for a while before getting up and wrapping himself in a quilt and leaning on a pillow half-lying, facing the window and waiting for dawn, is this the so-called Zhuang Zhou Mengdie? There are dreams in the day and night, the west is cool and beautiful, and the lake temple is located.

The day was getting brighter, but it was still raining lightly, drizzling like silk, and the vision was foggy, and the water on the eaves kept flowing, ticking, very wonderful.

Xia Xing leaned on the bed and listened to the wind and rain, and suddenly ......

"Shengshi Phoenix Quan" 66, this temple is not simple is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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