C552 The past Is like Poisonous Smoke(2)

Chung Zhiyi and the others turned around and left, leaving behind a sentence: "Let's not meet!"

The three of them left, leaving behind fifty Space Imprints!

Chu Mo and the others, who had reaped a bountiful harvest, were naturally overjoyed, and the corners of their mouths bloomed with smiles.

There was no need to fight or take risks. Just by relying on a bet, they had won fifty Space Imprints