The huge black cat blocks the afterglow of the setting sun, and Cha Cha drives the toy goods "car" to run on the wilderness. Thick black smoke rose from the chimney, and the tracks on the soles of the feet were not to be outdone and rolled up dust. Even so, the black cats would stop and wait for them from time to time. The wheels of the cargo "car" are far less than its long legs...

Chapter 102 of "Wandering in the Sand Sculpture Snow Tea Plane" The world of cats is being hit by hand, please wait a while,

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