Along the way, the backpack, which had been lightened several times but was still very heavy, pressed Zhang Zian down like a snail. He walked quickly and slowly, but he really could not run. He could only watch as the elves swarmed in front of him. What was even more infuriating was that Richard kept shouting "let's go!" Above his head ...
Seeing that the elves seemed to have found something in front of him, he didn't have the time to deal with this B * tch bird. He stepped on the fallen leaves and walked for more than ten minutes.
"What's wrong?"
He didn't walk to the front, but leaned against the nearest tree and used his backpack to push against the tree. He used the friction to let his legs rest. This was a little trick he had learned along the way. He couldn't take off his backpack whenever he encountered any trouble. Once he took it off, he wouldn't want to walk anymore.
