C305 The Crown Prince of Golden Age

Lying on the ground was really bad. His eyes were starting to get blurry again.

The sound of killing was getting farther and farther away from me.

However, he couldn't stop grabbing onto the tree. The further he got, the better it would be.

The north was always a bit desolate.

I was huddled up in the corner, squinting at the people coming and going