C82 Death Sky

The strong winds blew, cutting Xiao Nan's clothes into pieces like blades. His eardrums ached faintly, and his face became a few more blood-red.

There were only sand dunes in the desert, nothing else. The sand was obviously not flat. Xiao Nan could not see the road in front of him clearly. He had already lost count of how many times he fell in the sand. Sometimes