At two o'clock in the afternoon, gloomy cumulonimbus clouds spread all over the sky, the wind was fierce, and the heavens and the earth seemed to stick together again, returning to the most primitive chaotic form.

Perhaps this is the real end times, the end times for all life on earth.

The fire in the house seems to have become the only light source in the world, and this small space illuminated by the light seems to be the real world.

The firelight shone in Ji Zhan's eyes, jumping, flickering, and she lifted it like a ghost

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