In the early morning, there is a peaceful scene in Wangyou Forest.
The sun shines on the grass through the gap between the leaves, and the round and clear dew on the grass leaves reflect the crystal brilliance under the sunlight. A gust of breeze blew, and the leaves suddenly swayed, and the dewdrops on the tip of the leaves fell, falling to the ground and moistening into the soil.
The breeze also brought the fragrance of the trees and grass and got into Lin Huang"s tent.
In the tent, Lin Huang woke up early, and he slept soundly that night. Although Leng Yuexin"s matter is hanging in his heart, since the matter has already happened, there is no need to worry about it.
After having some breakfast at random, the tent was put away, and Lin Huang set off again.
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