Just when Liu Jianshe had a headache.

It is thousands of kilometers away at the foot of the Anxi Li Mountain.

Li Cripple and others also had a headache.

Somewhere in a clearing at the foot of Lishan Mountain.

A bonfire is blazing, providing some warmth in the cold weather.

In the open space next to the bonfire, Li Cripple and his party gathered together in cotton clothes and shivered.

The little face of the stick terrier is red from the cold, the snot is flowing non-stop, and the ** is still worn on the head

"Quadrangle: Grumpy Engineer, Dictatorial Disobedience" 316: Stick Terrier: Where is the Demon? Look at me stealing the saint and taking you! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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