C77 Natural Tomb

"Zizi …" "Zizi..." "Bang, bang …"

Immediately, waves of cold wind blew out from the stone door, as if it was the last barrier, causing the eagerness to see the sun once again to never disappear. Even the sun that was high up in the sky was somewhat afraid, pulling over a cloud that did not seem harmonious in the sky to block it.

Urgent and joyful intertwined in the wind