After leaving the area where he had stayed before, the dark and cold abyss seemed to become dreamy again.

All kinds of bizarre turtles and shrimp swim quietly, and gravel corals and seaweed float lightly.

The delicate sand and gravel slowly converged with the undercurrent, and it seemed that the glimmer of blood in the extreme distance was distorted and swayed.

Zhao Qingyao glanced at the blood-colored spectacle like falling stars, and turned to pick up his garbage unhurriedly.

Between the water's travels, even

Chapter 352 I'm a good person I'm hitting my hand, please wait a moment,

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