"Thank you for the help, may I ask where this is..."
"Watani in the mirror."
An unexpected fall trapped him in a mirror.
Endless troubles and encounters start from here.
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"Eh? Do you, the Yin tribe, also want to celebrate the New Year?"
"Well, bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, wish me and you."
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"Xuansu..."
The cracks spread quietly, the setting sun was like blood, and his shadow shattered piece by piece, and finally completely melted into the gorgeous rose color of floating light and gold.
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Mission: Not afraid of hardships and dangers, pursuing the truth