>Sun Xiaochuan's last memory is the sea of "NMSL" barrages rolling on the live broadcast screen.
>When I opened my eyes again, I became a walking firewood stick - the strange beast "Tung Sahur" recorded in the American "Book of Mountains and Seas".
>The smoke of gunpowder in the Youzhou battlefield was pungent, and the rebels' horseshoes shattered the frozen soil, and also stepped on his "stick" messy in the wind.
>"What are you looking at?" He subconsciously yelled Sun Dog's ancestral sayings, but the wooden stick body suddenly split into the abyss.
>When he devoured the entire rebel team, he realized the only rule of this body: everything is wary.
