In July, when the fire breaks out, the fire spreads and becomes spectacular.
In the blending of blood and fire, her face was covered with dust and she was in a miserable state.
His hair was fluttering, his face was white, his teeth were bright, and his eyes were bright.
She looked at him dimly and asked, "Who are you?"
He smiled and stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Your enemy..."
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