"Take this, wait until that guy from 0888 comes over. If you have nothing to do, you can play Landlords or something. It's getting late, so we'll go back first."

"Okay, then you can tell us in advance next time you come to play, and we will prepare."

"Um."

After a brief farewell, Jiang Tian and his party returned to their own island.

"Return!"

As Lu Bu's powerful shout sounded, the fan rotated, and the island slowly left towards the north.

Wait until everyone leaves.

0066 glanced at the depressed painter, stepped forward and patted her shoulder and whispered:

"Tsk, I can't tell. This 1111 seems to be in good shape, but I didn't expect it to be so short-lasting."

Painter: "???"

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Chapter completed!