At twelve o'clock in the evening, a group of dwarfs danced in the moonlight, their faces filled with the comfortable and hearty feeling of the spring breeze blowing on the lake, and they held hands in a circle to celebrate this rare moment with each other, indulging in their own world, unmoved by the attention around them. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After Augustine's explanation, everyone suddenly realized that they had been slaved by Duke Lichuan for more than ten years, and they were oppressed by the exploiting class to work hard for them, and they were imprisoned in the dark depths all year round.

Yan Huo crossed his arms in front of his chest and exhaled: "So you made an appointment with them to help them get out of the sea of suffering when the time comes? Do you do these things behind Duke Lichuan's back, aren't you afraid of angering his old man and leaving you with no place to be buried? Your heart is really wide!"

Augustin smiled slightly, closed his eyes and responded: "I still have use value for him!"

Concise enough to dispel everyone's doubts.

The campfire crackled, releasing light and heat to warm the icy air. The carbon incense factor escaping from the burning of firewood is active in everyone's breath, as if telling them that they will come back tomorrow.

The thirty-six dwarfs, in gratitude and Augustine's half-bowedness, did not utter any other useless words. Through the faint glow of the firewood, you will see that their faces are full of vicissitudes and haggardness, but there is still a light of extreme longing for freedom in their eyes.

The sky gradually turned white, and the remnant clouds rolled up, showing an irregular beauty.

Everyone felt the chill of the morning dew, but their thoughts were drifting and they couldn't resist the sleepiness of the tide, so they went back to the house to rest for a while, and then discussed the matter after the morning sun rose.