C1068 When the old devils are not found the old ones will not be found

Desolate small plane!

Dynisa, who had already hiked for twenty-one days in the wilderness, was now completely skinny like a bag of skin and bones. Her spirit and stamina had both reached the critical point.

In the past twenty-one days, he had encountered countless dangers. Twice, he had been shaken by an unknown object that fell from the sky. He had almost died.

In the end