C159 Qin feather

After an unknown period of time, the sand finally swept past, and the desolate desert returned to its previous tranquility.

Yang Yingsen looked at the big tree that he had summoned and thought that the enemy would quickly find his way here using the footprints he had made on the tree.

"Qin Ling!" Yang Yingsen shouted out Qin Ling's name, and used his hand to form a ball of sleeping powder