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Tieu Xuan was sleeping soundly, but was awakened by the sound of weapons, opened his eyes, drizzled drizzle in front of him, zoomed in further, the strange scene in front of him made him surprised to find that he was in a The temple is in ruins, probably has not been repaired for a long time, there is a thick layer of dust on the tabletop, and there is a steam of earth.

Peggy Beldon looked at the newly planted garden, she was happy to see the scenery before her eyes and was full of life with flowers and plants. This is a private place, a place where Peggy's soul really comes true. The sweet, sweet scent of the Puget Sound rushes to envelope Peggy. She watched the Washington ferry from Bremerton to Seattle on its sixty-minute journey. It was a very typical May afternoon in Cedar Bay. It evokes a feeling of refreshment by the rays of the sun and the gentle breeze.