Seeing this, the yellow croaker was surprised, and then muttered to himself, exclaiming,

"My God, how can there be such a big toad in the river, how big is the toad seedling, anyway, I estimate that I can't wrap a dumpling skin."

I was stunned when I heard this, and wondered on the side,

"Toad seedlings making dumplings? Are you faint from hunger, or have you read too many stories about the tadpole looking for your mother? Can you eat that? “

As he spoke, he felt that the wind in the valley was weakening, and the torches on the ground flickered and dimmed, as if they would be extinguished at any moment.

Huang Yu laughed a few times, didn't answer my words, took a few steps forward, bent down and picked up the torch first, and said,

"You tell the story

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