Lonely hope
"Yes, they are trailblazers for the intricacies of the universe," he paused, almost squeezing out between his teeth, "and terminators."
Xiang Bei looked at the 'person' in front of him with some incredulity, "How is it possible," he shook his head and said. "They're ······ God. God
... God....
He closed his eyes, remembering the head that had been hung from the city wall and...
"I ask you, what is God?"
In the dark night, there is no word for each other.
The marching horn sounded again, and they had to separate.
"Take it," the man pulled out the thick "briquette" from his bosom, "and now that I can no longer shelter you, if there is a time when the left or right are dead, eat it." Put
away the war knife and put on the iron armor, a hundred miles away is the iron cavalry of the foreign Yi.