At night, Gu Xiaobei lay on the bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time, he didn't know if this sleep would be a dream or a dream.

Where are you and which of you are in the real world?

He didn't know

Everything looks a little messy.

In the temple. The leaves of the late maple or fallen oak were blown to the ground by the wind, and were soon incinerated by the heat of the gas. As an ancient country with a long history, the situation here is not as rosy as the legend says.

This is the continent by the sea, and those sea breezes will follow the clouds and rain in the sky to come here, bringing people coolness, and sunny days are rare. There are sunny tricks, and people naturally don't like the rain.

The main interior of the royal palace......

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