When the raindrops fell all over the place where the pot was cracked, the moisture on the ground turned into mist and rose into the sky, slowly turning into lonely clouds. Occasionally, there would be thunder flashes in the clear sky. After the wildly dancing wind blew, you could see a blue sky!
This is the story of the people I love, Da Kong and his guardians...
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