C42 Victory

Chen Xian was like an unconscious scarecrow with his head upside down, his whole face buried in the dirt.

His body went limp and his mind was in chaos. He was not unconscious yet he could not move. His limbs could only move slightly.

"This …" Stunned on the spot, he tried to grab Chen Xian's hands and hold him in the air.

Jiang Shuo did not have a clear plan of attack