14 Awakening to Autumn’s Full Reign

The boundless field, can not see the edge of the golden yellow, just like the painting on the wall of the overwhelming lake, the wind 1 blowing will shake up, shaking ...... is a layer of waves. When Zhang Xu woke up from his dream, no, it was time to live again. The real world was already autumn.

Pushing open the door, he rode an electric tricycle and walked along the wide asphalt road. In front of him was his field. In the golden field, corn barley stood upright, just like rows of soldiers. The big corn ears were clearly the guns in their hands, but what was filled was not bulle......