Tang Wen floated up the giant tree.

The way of going straight up and down, like a Piao.

Browntail Jay Warning.

Tang Wen hid like a dense canopy.

I felt it again and again, but I didn't perceive the gut warning.

I was a little relieved.

"Go, observe, be careful, don't call."

The brown-tailed jay swept up the top of the tree trunk and glided silently.

Tang Wen brought it into its sight, condescending, everything was so clear.

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