C234 Dark Night

The moon is cold, the night is cold, A figure appeared in Hell's Valley. Loong Henn and Fushou hated meeting each other.

The two figures were in a hurry at night. Fushou saw half of the mask that flashed past him, so he was sure that he was Loong Henn.

The cold wind cut towards Fushou's face like a knife. However, his expression was somewhat manic. This damned Loong Henn