C390 Consumption

It was just six o'clock in the morning, and Qin Feng opened his eyes slightly. Although it was only six o'clock in the morning, a wisp of fresh sunlight had already appeared on the horizon in the distance. Stretching his waist, Qin Feng picked up the whistle on his neck and blew on it.

The whistle was very piercing and loud. Immediately, all the warriors who were sleeping opened their eyes