On the Edge of Pure

Especially the meteorological bureau's warning, tonight there might be a once-in-a-century torrential rainstorm. The distant horizon is shrouded in thick clouds, and faintly, scorching lightning flashes intermittently, as if tearing open a gap in the darkness. The rumble of thunder rolls ominously.,Actually, he didn't have much time left and didn't want his dearest friend to waste their time or money on him, a dying man, because it wouldn't mean anything.,"Lu Ge, don't forget the public beta of Pure Land."。