The bones lying on the street are carrying the branches of dead trees in their mouths, giving the gift of this forest to the one holding the umbrella under the heavy rain.
Bai He lowered his eyes slightly and took the branch.
The umbrella fell to the ground, and her hair, which was soaked by the rain, looked even more sacred under the moonlight.
In the dry forest, he looked for the sun intermittently, but could see nothing except the fog.
White Crane has no joy at all, it is his nature to yearn for the sky.
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After being brought into this inexplicable game by a car accident, Bai He's whole body was in bad shape.
Why is he, an ordinary good citizen, just... Ah Xiba.
Holding the humanoid Qingti who didn't know where it came from, he looked at the monster flying around like a ghost dragon in front of him.
Punishment, at least I still have 25 bottles of evasion potions.
Thinking about it, my heart started to throb and hurt. I didn't know if it was because of physical pain or something else.
Fearlessness is the way to go!
He hypnotized himself.
Hiding behind the woods, He looked at the person in front of him and chuckled.
Intention: The rebel son of light will never shrink back