MTL - I Cut Down the Troubled World Alone-Chapter 222 Who dares to interrupt my hug, must be beaten as a dog's head

It was a desolate night, with the night wind blowing, with a hint of coolness.

in the wild.

The bonfire was crackling and burning, dispelling the surrounding darkness and opening up a bright area.

A group of survivors in jet-black armor gathered in front of the bonfire, and the fire reflected on the armor, reflecting the fiery red light.

It seems as if they are heating, but in fact they are playing with fire, ignoring the hot flames, and their hands covered in armor fiddle with the firewood burning in the bonfire.

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