C1072 River of Forgetfulness Three-headed Fox

Time slipped away little by little.

When Ming Ye woke up, it was already night.

Su Chen, on the other hand, was sitting at the side, holding a sword in his hand as he stared at the lake vigilantly.

Once that guy came, he would kill him immediately. After all, he had already lost six tentacles, leaving only two of them.

He didn't know how Cao Xi was doing