"Come on, there's no one out there. You can't go any longer." The salt marsh shouted.

Just when we were outside, the salt marsh heard the conversation between the two people. As soon as we listened, the three heads had already won the Panorama, but they had to send it back. That's not good. Didn't that task fail?

So the salt marsh bit its teeth, wrapped it up with all its strength, and formed a shield, hoping to withstand some cold weather, and then rushed in. His only purpose was to get the panorama and go back to think about the devil's business. Other things had nothing to do with...