On the country road, a quiet and quaint scene unfolded in front of Qi Rin as he went to the appraiser's residence.

The path is lined with verdant rice paddies and golden ears of wheat, and the breeze blows through the crops, gently swaying the crops, bringing a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.

"Ears of Wheat, ......."

At this time of year, see such ears of wheat.

Although Qi Rin has done a good job of psychological construction, it is not strange to see anything.

Really

"The First Necromancer of the Worlds, the Flower of the Corpse Guard at the Beginning" Chapter 11 I'm a bad person, please keep your bravery in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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