Becoming a solitary

The dilapidated ancient city was the place where they grew up. Jin Du's eyes were full of nostalgia, even though the city had fallen into disrepair, it was still an unforgettable memory in their life.,Jin Ting took out his own war knife and slowly wiped it, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. This war knife had been with him through thick and thin, his most trusted companion. This time, he was afraid that it would sink to the bottom with him.,The deaths of a mere few thousand Eagle-Beaks were insignificant compared to the vast hordes outside. It was the seemingly incomplete, yet deathly aura emanating from the dragon formation that truly gave cause for concern.。