I don't know how long it was, maybe it was a moment, but it seemed like countless centuries had passed.

The wasteland's index finger moved slightly, but his whole body fell apart, his whole body was weak, and he couldn't move, and I saw his eyelids constantly trembling, as if filled with lead, extremely heavy.

Strange feeling!

The wasteland felt as if there was something in his body, squirming and squirming, but there was a cool feeling.

At this time, I saw the wasteland lying naked on a big bed, but on the surface of his body, it could be clearly seen that a trace of light was in the form of a strip, constantly squirming in his body......

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