C568 Dried Corpse Angel

When they flew to the Immortal Mist Mountain, Lan Tian didn't dare to shout at Old White Dragon and Zhong Ling. He was afraid that the old baldy would follow them from the clouds. Therefore, he dove into the forest with a swoosh. He crawled everywhere in the forest.

"Big brother, crawl through the weeds on the left side." Suddenly, Little Ginseng Demon's voice rang in his mind