C466 A Golden Cicada Unshedding 1

These words were what everyone was thinking. They were running all over the place, continuously killing the enemy. They were already exhausted, and in two hours, the sky would turn dark.

Seeing Wang Meng staring at him without saying a word, he guessed that he must have said something wrong.

Cough, cough, cough, Little Meng ah, humans are made of steel