C152 Wake up

The next morning.

There were no sounds of birds chirping in the morning, only the mournful sound of the autumn wind.

Other than this, the surroundings were deathly silent.

This was the Waner Mountains, it was already a wasteland, not to mention birds chirping, even insects chirping did not exist.

Autumn was the season when all living things started to turn yellow and wither. At this moment