Warlord

“All right, Mr. Naddo.”

Remember to come to me every day to inject an antibiotic, and you’ll be alive again in a week.

But you must be careful not to touch the water, or it will worsen. ”

The owner of the voice had exquisite facial features.

In this era of constantly changing genes, in order to survive and give up many things, beauties were no longer a common sight.

Without a doubt, the person who was speaking was a beautiful woman.

She was only around fifteen or sixteen years old, but her slightly immature face had the look of an adult. The two completely different auras mixed together, giving rise to a different kind of beauty.

He wore a tight red checkered shirt with the hem of the shirt knotted into a bow on his navel, exposing a fleshless waist.

However, due to the radiation from everywhere and the pollution from the environment, the blonde lady’s skin was slightly rough.