C128 The little knife

Duan Chengxuan ignored the smoke and dust in front of him and scuttled into the smoke and dust alone.

Gu Mingyan could not help but cough a few times, and only placed the pill into his mouth. The back of his hand was hurting slightly, probably because he had made a mistake about the amount of gunpowder inside.

Duan Chengyu hurriedly raised his body and got up