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... ffort, this desert edge has already invaded the towns that are thousands of miles away, swallowing a town of tens of thousands!

The people had to cry and migrate overnight, abandon their homes, and drive away with all kinds of cars.

However, the ordinary people’s footsteps will run a hundred and eighty miles a day, and the speed will be slower when they drag their homes.

Most of the people couldn’t escape the rapid intrusion of the yellow sand, and they were caught in it and ...

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