"Your Majesty asked me to patrol the mountains, and I will turn around the world..."


    The cheerful and lively singing awakened the early spring of Zhongjing City. The newsboy’s voice was crisp and clear. He sang about a little fairy patrolling the mountains. Especially those Southern Wilderness Great Monsters in the Beijing Office, all of them felt the atmosphere of home.


    In February in the southern wasteland, the flowers in my hometown are blooming.


    "There is actually a new ditty!"


    "It seems that this


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