"Pa!"
The oriental dancer was all wet with sweat. She lifted her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead with a shovel in one hand; her delicate white skin was revealed after the sand was swept off. The beautiful girl now looked like a beggar, spitting out sand. The structure of the underground ruin was compromised. When she managed to dig slightly, sand would flow back slightly.
"Huh, huh, huh!"
The Oriental Dancer opened her mouth and gasped for air. After turning around and looking at Soran on the side, she could not help but express her resentment, "Hello! Haven't you rested enough? How long do I have to dig for? "
