Stepping into the air, the body fell down to a place where the five fingers could not be seen, and it was strange to say that it was obviously falling from a high altitude, without feeling the slightest pain, and smelling a faint familiar fragrance.

I tried so hard to justify the scent, but for a moment I couldn't remember where I had smelled it.

Slowly groped forward along the fragrance, and as I walked, I saw a beam of light in front of me, and the figure behind the light was full of people, but I looked at it again......

"The country is not as beautiful as you" 0020: The son of the dark rampant is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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