C447 Four Hundred and Forty-three Zhang Ming’s Disciples.
Path of Withering and Rejuvenation.
Chen Ming held the Nine-year Cicada with one hand and closed his eyes. Outside the stone chamber, Luo Muye carried his small spear and slowly chewed on a piece of mutton.
“What is Master doing?”
Chen Ming had been in this position for nine days. Luo Muye had no choice but to eat the food his master had left for him.
At this moment
