The four of them walked around the rockery several times. Withered grass roots sticking out from the snow, occasionally shaking, Du Bu'an would pay more attention to them.
They are birds with their heads hunched over and their heads peeping out. They make their nests in the rockery and fly over at low altitudes warily when they hear the sound.
The sky and the earth turned pale. Snowflakes flashed in front of Zachary Zhang's eyes and he said, "My eyes are dazzled."
"Don't keep staring at Xue." Du Bu'an warned.
Milo waved his hand: "You guys look here, I'll look elsewhere."
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