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"Crack! Crack!"
Mu Yi Hanba gently shook the ground, and the crystal pillars began to crack one after another.
With just a little more force, the young children tumbled out one by one.
They had slept for a very long time, their souls as if floating above the nine heavens and then suddenly plummeting back to reality, leaving them in a daze.
"Wah! Great-grandfather!!"
A little girl with a mole between her eyebrows rushed to the doorway, clinging to the burly man broken in two, with tears gushing forth like a spring.
She cried so bitterly, her eyes red as a rabbit's and soon swollen like little steamed buns, looking pitiful from every angle.
"Don't cry, you are the hope of those who have passed. Only by living on, and living well, can they be at peace."
GuaGua scurried onto the little girl's shoulder and used his little hands to wipe her tears.
