Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Verge

Wind and sand city, at a glance the city is as its name, the desert is full of wind and sand faintly showing the city wall that is almost integrated into the yellow time, and only after approaching can you see a mirage-like city crawling in it, and there is no boundary.

Perhaps there are some older people who remember what the city looked like twenty years ago. From the border town in the long smoke and sunset to the bustling shopping mall today, even the rhythm that lingers on the Great Wall of Kunlun North all day has changed its tune, or the flow of people coming and going or staying has polished the current appearance of this city.

"I don't like it here." The boy poked his head out of the carriage, ate a mouthful of sand without accident, and quickly retracted into the carriage......

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