Blood stained the evening sky red, and there were stumps and messy internal organs everywhere.
On the bottom of the foot was a twisted and dirty face, with an expression of disbelief and hatred, and the neck was broken just like that.
He won, a complete victory, but there was only one thing missing - a shadow.
His shadow.
——Divide——Boundary——Line——
The stinky arrogant master attacks × the loyal dog's gloomy puppet suffers
fantasy background
The author is useless
Write for fun
Intention: treat your own mind correctly