The world is there, and the beautiful scenery is there.

Everyone can go see it, and everyone has the right to see it.

However, some people chose to look at the garbage dump.

The world is right there, neither increasing nor decreasing, indestructible, and motionless! "I'm leaving!"

"Luo Dong, and Wang Qianqian may not be able to come!"

The old man suddenly whispered softly.

"This is all their belongings, it's all in this book!"

The old man handed out a piece of paper.

"They tried their best!"

And three years! Three years in the outside world! In the three years outside Western Sichuan, there were endless battles! Corpses were everywhere! Gun smoke was everywhere! It seemed that the last pure land was Western Sichuan! On the top of Mount Tai, two people were about to turn into stone statues.

"Luo Dong, I really want to see him again, even just once!"
Chapter completed!