Chapter 313 The Devil Troop

Night fell quietly.

The tide began to rise at the seaside.

In the darkness, the night blended continuously with the mighty sea. The Curtain of Night kept lowering, and the choppy sea seemed to be rising. Like a piece of wood floating in the deep sea, the small island could be torn apart at any time in the torrent.

The cold currents of the Arctic Ocean flew into the Pacific Ocean with the wind. It was early summer on the island, but it was still cold.

Coldness made people sensible.

Qin Weibai especially liked that cold atmosphere.

It was late at night.

As the tides rose and fell, the sea gradually settled down.

The wind was blowing a little harder. There was a deep chill all over the island.

Qin Weibai was silently sitting on a rock by the sea and looking at the distance. Her hair was dancing in the wind; she looked a little lonely in the dark.

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