We have been fighting since the beginning of the month, and now it has reached the most cruel moment, no one has ever fought for a new book monthly ticket as tragic as a few of us, fortunately, we have come to the end, and now looking at the back of the great god, it is so unattainable, he has already killed into the city, we have just come to the city, we are small soldiers, almost nothing small soldiers, touch the belly that has long been shriveled, strangle the belt, wipe the blood stains on the body, and tie the broken blade to the hand, We believe that the treasure in the city should also have our share, and as long as we go to the city, we will have something to eat.

The siege must be made, and the pursuers behind me have already raised smoke and dust, spit in their hands, and a rope hangs from the high wall, and I can only survive if I tighten it.

Brothers, the siege call of zero o'clock has been sounded, please all my brothers and sisters to help me, every monthly ticket you cast will become my motivation to move forward.

Please bless me!!!

Worship and worship.

rt