Pei Yiyang stood up to the window and saw his territory more clearly. This empty city of hers is ancient. Its origin is known only to Pei Yiyang himself. The origin is beautiful and picturesque, but it is far away in a silent place. It would be best if no one disturbs its peaceful sleep. She seemed to be waiting, waiting for each of its carved and painted buildings to decay into beautiful and mysterious legends deep in the soil. At that time, every broken pattern will turn into complicated conjectures. ? Pei Yiyang knew that she was the master of all this.
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