Rare good weather.

After several days of torrential rain, the sky seemed to be washed over, and the place where it came into view was pure black, and further afield, where it met the horizon, the deep blue gradually transitioned into indigo, like a blurred watercolor paint, a white line that drew a clear line between the sky and the ground.

It was clearly two or three o'clock in the morning, but it looked like it was about to dawn.

Above the endless wasteland, you can occasionally see a few wild animals scurrying by, but beyond that, there is nothing else.

There's not even a place to cover here.

Zhou Jinyu pressed one hand on the lighter, and a very small flame jumped out of it, "Huh."

"Miss Almighty and Mr. Almighty" Chapter 87 The threat is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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