C1081 Vast Forest

Whether it was the sun or the moon in the sky, they were both the color of blood, as if this was what should have been.

Chu Xuan, who was running, could only feel the dead silence.

He had been running for three whole days, and he was untiring, a duckweed in the world just for his life.

He no longer had the spare energy to think about how far he had actually run