Night.

Qingzhou Port.

In a ruined temple outside the south of the city.

A little girl about four or five years old, with a thin body and big watery eyes, looked around in confusion.

Suddenly, the little girl seemed to think of something and hurriedly looked around.

When he saw the little boy lying quietly under the stone statue, only ten years old, he immediately rushed over.

"Brother!"

"Brother, how are you, don't scare my brother

Chapter 168 of "I Live Forever by Writing Books": Chen Du. I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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