C72 Evil Sword

The sun rose and in the blink of an eye, it was already noon of the second day. Gui Ying and the people from the Blood Wolf Gang started to get restless, while the multicolored giant frog in the middle was still motionless. No matter how suspicious they were, no one rushed to try.

Compared to yesterday, Xia Xiaodong's expression was even more unsightly. His lips were as white as paper