The rain is like autumn.

The fog is hidden in the cage, the creatures hang upside down, the beetle snake spits out the fog, the beasts hiss, the long smoke is only the bones, the hanging shadow is single, and the residual glow is empty.

On the bleak land, the sole of the boot is shallow and shallow into a layer of oil, it is easy to remind people of the old saying that black soil is like gold and fat, but in the fog after the autumn rain, this is just a very strong radiation to separate the only remaining nutrients in the soil, waiting for the barren wind to change, this is the real thing, thousands of miles of famine.

In the 4.6 billion years of Earth's lifespan, this is not even a moment, after all, this iron-nickel core planet was tormented when it was young, and now it is more vibrant than before. But for humanity, this is the post-apocalyptic era, a lost era.

"It's time to stop here." The fog was not completely devoid of fresh breath, and even the rain could not dispel the smoke, and the black-haired man in the black cloak suddenly stopped, and the gray cloaked man beside him naturally took a leap forward. It's as if this is just a difference after an autumn rain, an old difference.

"Remember who we are and what we are shouldering." The cloak covered it, and the rain pressed the corners of the tent, so that the slender was not exposed for half a minute, and in a few steps, the gray cloak disappeared into the rolling mist, and only the aftermath lingered.

"The north is dangerous, and I hope you are considerate."

"After a long time, if the sky is not clear, it should be made to never be sunny."

……

Simon's heart was slightly hot, it was a palpitating feeling, but he was not surprised that Dr. Anna saw through his identity as Hydra, the woman in front of him was in a fog of confusion, never heard of it, never mentioned it. But it easily debunked the purple blood order that even Simon himself didn't know.

It turns out that before him, there were three purple-blooded people, and they were still alive or annihilated?

"So what's your real name, you can't be Huffman, halfman" Dr. Anna took a sip of tea, her blue eyes still lingering with a gentle veil, corresponding to Simon's steel blue, maybe it shouldn't be simply called blue, it should be dark green.

Simon remembered that the purple blood virus that had been clearly analyzed in the laboratory, although it was only secondary purple blood, was not far from where his veins flowed, and Simon even believed that if this brown-haired woman was willing, it would be far faster to capture him than any Master Murf.

"Simon, Simon Hayes." He made a decision quickly, his heart was a little gloomy, as if when it really came to the critical moment, he had nothing to hide, he would always be the one who was not clear, and when he got rid of one link, he found that a bigger one was set.

"I'm guessing you once had a middle name, well, I don't need you to remember, Hayes." Simon saw a gradual array of colors in Dr. Anna's eyes, and visions began to reorganize in front of him. Then he felt the cold.

Not from the heart, but from outside.

It's snowing, and cold winds are wandering. They all fell on the shoulders of Simon's uniform, as if they had added medals, and as if a soldier was walking towards his fate, a soldier, walking in the Slavic land, where the barrel handguard and the trigger were, were snowless. To Dr. Anna, the snow crept into her gray coat and over the ends of her hair.

"I don't have many visitors here, to be precise, you and the doctor are the first time I've met outsiders in years." Dr. Anna placed her teacup on her feet, and stood up, arms outstretched, like a little girl

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With an excited smile, he said, "Shouldn't you have a hug with an old friend?" ”

Simon couldn't help but stand up, and the moment Dr. Anna approached, he actually touched the back of her shoulder, and then the tint of the light fragrance hair brushed over his ears, which really made him feel that he was part of the illusion. It deserves to be made into a snowman by snowflakes, and then stubbornly insists on melting in spring.

The rain is like autumn.

The fog is hidden in the cage, the creatures hang upside down, the beetle snake spits out the fog, the beasts hiss, the long smoke is only the bones, the hanging shadow is single, and the residual glow is empty.

On the bleak land, the sole of the boot is shallow and shallow into a layer of oil, it is easy to remind people of the old saying that black soil is like gold and fat, but in the fog after the autumn rain, this is just a very strong radiation to separate the only remaining nutrients in the soil, waiting for the barren wind to change, this is the real thing, thousands of miles of famine.

In the 4.6 billion years of Earth's lifespan, this is not even a moment, after all, this iron-nickel core planet was tormented when it was young, and now it is more vibrant than before. But for humanity, this is the post-apocalyptic era, a lost era.

"It's time to stop here." The fog was not completely devoid of fresh breath, and even the rain could not dispel the smoke, and the black-haired man in the black cloak suddenly stopped, and the gray cloaked man beside him naturally took a leap forward. It's as if this is just a difference after an autumn rain, an old difference.

"Remember who we are and what we are shouldering." The cloak covered it, and the rain pressed the corners of the tent, so that the slender was not exposed for half a minute, and in a few steps, the gray cloak disappeared into the rolling mist, and only the aftermath lingered.

"The north is dangerous, and I hope you are considerate."

"After a long time, if the sky is not clear, it should be made to never be sunny."

……

Simon's heart was slightly hot, it was a palpitating feeling, but he was not surprised that Dr. Anna saw through his identity as Hydra, the woman in front of him was in a fog of confusion, never heard of it, never mentioned it. But it easily debunked the purple blood order that even Simon himself didn't know.

It turns out that before him, there were three purple-blooded people, and they were still alive or annihilated?

"So what's your real name, you can't be Huffman, halfman" Dr. Anna took a sip of tea, her blue eyes still lingering with a gentle veil, corresponding to Simon's steel blue, maybe it shouldn't be simply called blue, it should be dark green.

Simon remembered that the purple blood virus that had been clearly analyzed in the laboratory, although it was only secondary purple blood, was not far from where his veins flowed, and Simon even believed that if this brown-haired woman was willing, it would be far faster to capture him than any Master Murf.

"Simon, Simon Hayes." He made a decision quickly, his heart was a little gloomy, as if when it really came to the critical moment, he had nothing to hide, he would always be the one who was not clear, and when he got rid of one link, he found that a bigger one was set.

"I'm guessing you once had a middle name, well, I don't need you to remember, Hayes." Simon saw a gradual array of colors in Dr. Anna's eyes, and visions began to reorganize in front of him. Then he felt the cold.

Not from the heart, but from outside.

It's snowing, and cold winds are wandering. They all fell on the shoulders of Simon's military uniform, as if they had added pieces of medals, and they were also like a sergeant

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)

The soldier is walking towards his fate, a soldier, walking in the Slavic land, where the barrel handguard and the trigger are, there is no snow. To Dr. Anna, the snow crept into her gray coat and over the ends of her hair.

"I don't have many visitors here, to be precise, you and the doctor are the first time I've met outsiders in years." Dr. Anna put it in the tea cup, bent her feet up, stood up, opened her arms, smiled excitedly like a little girl, and said, "Shouldn't you have a hug from an old friend?" ”

Simon couldn't help but stand up, and the moment Dr. Anna approached, he actually touched the back of her shoulder, and then the tint of the light fragrance hair brushed over his ears, which really made him feel that he was part of the illusion. It deserves to be made into a snowman by snowflakes, and then stubbornly insists on melting in spring.

The rain is like autumn.

The fog is hidden in the cage, the creatures hang upside down, the beetle snake spits out the fog, the beasts hiss, the long smoke is only the bones, the hanging shadow is single, and the residual glow is empty.

On the bleak land, the sole of the boot is shallow and shallow into a layer of oil, it is easy to remind people of the old saying that black soil is like gold and fat, but in the fog after the autumn rain, this is just a very strong radiation to separate the only remaining nutrients in the soil, waiting for the barren wind to change, this is the real thing, thousands of miles of famine.

In the 4.6 billion years of Earth's lifespan, this is not even a moment, after all, this iron-nickel core planet was tormented when it was young, and now it is more vibrant than before. But for humanity, this is the post-apocalyptic era, a lost era.

"It's time to stop here." The fog was not completely devoid of fresh breath, and even the rain could not dispel the smoke, and the black-haired man in the black cloak suddenly stopped, and the gray cloaked man beside him naturally took a leap forward. It's as if this is just a difference after an autumn rain, an old difference.

"Remember who we are and what we are shouldering." The cloak covered it, and the rain pressed the corners of the tent, so that the slender was not exposed for half a minute, and in a few steps, the gray cloak disappeared into the rolling mist, and only the aftermath lingered.

"The north is dangerous, and I hope you are considerate."

"After a long time, if the sky is not clear, it should be made to never be sunny."

……

Simon's heart was slightly hot, it was a palpitating feeling, but he was not surprised that Dr. Anna saw through his identity as Hydra, the woman in front of him was in a fog of confusion, never heard of it, never mentioned it. But it easily debunked the purple blood order that even Simon himself didn't know.

It turns out that before him, there were three purple-blooded people, and they were still alive or annihilated?

"So what's your real name, you can't be Huffman, halfman" Dr. Anna took a sip of tea, her blue eyes still lingering with a gentle veil, corresponding to Simon's steel blue, maybe it shouldn't be simply called blue, it should be dark green.

Simon remembered that the purple blood virus that had been clearly analyzed in the laboratory, although it was only secondary purple blood, was not far from where his veins flowed, and Simon even believed that if this brown-haired woman was willing, it would be far faster to capture him than any Master Murf.

"Simon, Simon Hayes." He made a decision quickly, his heart was a little gloomy, as if when it really came to the critical moment, he had nothing to hide, he would always be the one who was not clear, and when he got rid of one link, he found that a bigger one was set.

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