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... It is obviously a hot summer, but the cave is indescribably cold.
The refugees had to keep each other warm, looking at the cave from time to time, as if they were afraid of something, and subconsciously lowered their breathing.
A hundred years have passed since the conferment of the gods, and no one knows when the disaster will come.
They don't even know the cause of the disaster, they only know to migrate to the north, which is the only thought of the refugees now. ...
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