"The orcs have surrounded us......"

The wind blew the improvised map, making the corners constantly warped, and it could only be pressed hard against it with heavy stones, and the sand and soil blew on it from time to time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But no one cares about this anymore......

"We can't get out of here......"

"Where's the liaison with that sir?"

He said.

"Not yet, I guess the signal is not good...... Two people have already been sent......"

The man lowered his head and gritted his teeth.

It seemed like a hard breath.

"Hurry up...... Defend the hillside in front of you for another wave......"

"Expect that jazz to come soon......"

"Rustling ......"

There seemed to be something coming out of that radio again.

"The Federation will deal with the rioters in the 14th district once again......"

The sky was still so flushed, like a color dyed in excitement, slowly moving forward in such a distant sandy world that was getting more and more distant.

Tears are like rushing water, as if in that last moment, I want to witness the confusion that I can't let go of my expectations again and again.

In the crimson evening, a different kind of crimson glow was painted on the horizon.

It was a burning-out sadness, as if it were a train that had been a farewell moment.

When I once waited for such a night inside, only the temperature of the hand slowly disappeared.

Watch the wheels slowly move away......

The lights are slowly fading.

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