C80 Some People Left the Mountain and Some People Left the City

The wind whistled through the air, a little chilly.

In the depths of Yunguan Mountain, a bonfire was lit. The sound of firewood exploding could be heard.

Fatty spread his wings and stuck his butt out. He held a wooden stick in his hand. As he waved the bonfire, he roasted a golden-yellow rabbit. The air seemed to be filled with a faint fragrance.

Beside him