The lead clouds are thousands of miles, the curtain-like rain has been sprinkled for most of the month, and the layers of mountains are dark green, only a little white clothes continue to rush eastward.

As August draws to a close, the cold in the valley increases in vain, but it often rains heavily, but it does not stop for a moment.

The white clothes appeared from among the leaves, and he exhaled softly when he brushed aside the rain, but he didn't see him any light.

Qi Yin chased from the ten-mile trench to here, and he was afraid that he had walked nearly three hundred miles of bumpy road, but everywhere he passed was woods, and he couldn't even see a small beast, let alone the figure of Yan Kezhi.

"There is no trace of the human race and the beast race, it seems that Yan Kezhi is really not dead. He said in his heart, with Yan Kezhi's caution, he didn't ......

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