The moon is dark and the wind is high, the sound of the West is singing, and the trance is half-awake, how can there be a hometown cloud?

Following the many sapphire and high-nosed bridges, the people in the colorful ribbon-wrapped flying cart guarding the harbor... Haggard and unsightly, their faces were full of excitement and infinite surprise. For the time being, I gradually forgot about the discomfort caused by seasickness. But I have to say that this is really a jazz-like paving hall like a castle gathering place! However, it is also a small number of them, and after they have completely passed this place, they basically fall into the territory of those slums.

It's like coming to a foreign country that is almost transparent to experience a much poorer ......

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