C239 High Imitation of Schizosaccharus

Just when Bo Xiyan was thinking about how to control Huo Zijin firmly in her hands, a plane had already quietly climbed up to the sky of the city and approached them slowly.

Inside the plane, Bai Qingqing, with the hope in her heart and a trace of unease in her heart, looked at the America that was seemingly close by in the distance