The wind and sand never ceased and were tireless. They were still whistling between the sky and the earth, rolling up streaks of gray and yellow in the dark sky. However, the kid in the watchtower felt a lot more at ease. He took the wine flask and took a sip of wine, and then
He opened his mouth and let out a long wine burp.
"Hey, Xiao Shizhu can't fly without wings." The kid then said with a smile.
The old ghost's smile did not diminish, and he said: "It must be hard to fly. I don't know what this son of God thinks, but he dares to cause trouble on our territory. He deserves to shoot himself in the foot."
ah.".
The wind and sand outside the building did not decrease but increased, getting louder and louder. The whirring sound and the rustling sound of wind and sand rising and falling under the night.
When the kid heard the news, he got drunk and started shouting loudly: "But even if they are not being chased, they probably won't leave our place, right?".
The old ghost was stunned for a moment by his question. After the wine was on his face, his red cheeks showed a bit of dullness, and his nose (to be continued)