Wind and dust, yellow sand and sun, these are the three most powerless things in the desert.

Taking out a handkerchief from his arms, gently wiping the sweat from his forehead, Dehya crossed her waist with one hand, looked at the endless desert that was exactly the same before and after, and turned her head to fix her eyes on the last Qing.

He walked slowly to the back of the team, boredly admiring the occasional tumbleweed drifting by the breeze on the desert, and noticing Dickie, who slowed down and walked beside him

Chapter 237 of "An Unknown Teyvat Sword God": The temporary mercenary team is in the middle of a hand-to-hand fight, please wait a moment,

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