The fog in the forest has never disappeared, Conting walked aimlessly in it, unconsciously lost his way, at this time his clothes were soaked, his voice was hoarse, his eyes were scattered, he knew that he would not last long if he continued like this, but he was unwilling to stop.

Perhaps it was indeed too tired, Contin sat down gently against a large tree, slowly closed his eyes, and then fell uncontrollably to the ground.

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"I want to hold the king's hand, but the king escapes" Chapter 72 The official is never as good as revenge is hitting in the hand, please wait for a while,

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