That was on the second day of battle, when he carried a badly wounded soldier back to the underground shelter, the dying soldier shoved a blue crystal into his hand. Before he could say another word, he died.,Xu Tian crouched in the corner, holding the crystal in his hand, his eyes blank and fearful! Looking at the corpse, the intestines and organs outside, he didn't feel fear, but more helplessness and sadness!,Jīng was very, emitting a faint deep blue. All of his pockets were torn, and he didn't know how to preserve this precious final moment well.。