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2148 Feng and oil painting(2/2)

A beautiful reveille was heard; and people who had enjoyed a night of singing passed by with satisfied smiles.

The atmosphere here is filled with art all the time.

This is just a small town close to the city of Saint-Salme. Once you actually get to the city of Saint-Selme, you can even feel what a gorgeous flower blooms of literature and art here.

Standing at the entrance of the alley, little Sam looked at this strange yet familiar scene, feeling some indescribable feelings of homelessness.

"Let's go." Angel patted little Sam on the shoulder.

Little Sam nodded and followed Angel into the small town under the early morning light.

"Mr. Pat, where are we going now?" Little Sam followed Angel step by step and asked with some confusion.

"Take you to dinner."

Since it is necessary to test the talent of Little Saimu, his physical condition must be at its best. Otherwise, if the mental power value is tested with a weak body, the value may not be wrong, but the physical feedback caused by rash use of mental power will not be enough for Xiaosai.

Mu will definitely not be able to bear it.

After dinner, Angel took little Sam to Thyssen Lane.

Thyssen Lane is still as gloomy as ever. When little Sam walks here, he seems to have returned to the dark wind when he encountered the undead before.

At the end of Thyssen Lane is a dilapidated "Dream Orphanage" with the prefix missing.

"This is it. You can call it Dream Orphanage, or... Nightmare Orphanage."



Angel took little Sam through the temporarily closed "Dead by Daylight" fantasy world and came all the way to the interior of the dilapidated orphanage.

I met Frod who had been waiting for a long time.

In reality, Froude's figure was very solid, with no soul visible at all. At first, little Sam even thought he was a person.

It wasn't until Flood passed through the wall without any obstacles that Little Sam realized something was wrong.

Froude looked at little Sam, whose eyes were full of surprise, and looked at Angel curiously: "My lord, who is he?"

"I met him halfway. He has some special talents." Angel was naturally embarrassed to say that he was lost, so he said vaguely: "He didn't sleep all night. You take him to the room to rest first, and I will bring him back later."

Let me tell you the situation.”

Froude nodded and looked at little Sam, with a hint of intimacy in his eyes that he had not even noticed: "Follow me."

After Froude and Little Sam left, Angel closed his eyes and went to the Wilderness of Dreams.

The location where he entered the Wilderness of Dreams was on the top floor of the Tree House Bar. He found a seat at random, and Angel took out a transparent glass plate and logged into the Mother Tree Network.

Soon, he found the message left for him among the trees.

"My dear brother, although I can't return to the Old Continent with you, my heart is with you. This is my first time using the tree group, and I don't know if you can receive my message. If not,

If so, Flood will tell you."

"By the way, I saw a guide to the meaning of fragrance in the Shuqun Forum. The author is Ms. Lianna. Is it the witch I thought about? If so, does this mean that the Wilderness of Dreams has begun to expand on a small scale?

Is it open?"

This is a message from his brother Leon to him.

Angel thought for a while and told Leon about the Dream Wilderness Club being open to a small group at the tea party.
Chapter completed!
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