Kendrick Xi's fingers were tightly clasped on the branches, and the hard wood thorns scratched his palms. The clear tingling sensation brought him back to his senses.
He suppressed his fear and looked at the pit again.
The soil around this large pit was dark red. When he thought of the blood soaking this area, Kendrick Xi felt a sticky feeling in his nose out of thin air, and the fear of blood and death emerged in his heart.
The same night, the same heavy snowfall, the harsh sound of brakes, the dazzling street lights, and the millions of orders in my arms.
Who is the deceased? Who is it? !
Login to comment
Be the first one to comment...