C439 What Kind of Game Is This

Qiao Sangyu's line of sight was blocked, so she simply "hung" on Qi Mo's body and let her drag and drag him forward. But before he reached the breakfast shop at the entrance of the district, his steps suddenly stopped, and the aura around him instantly froze.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Sangyu was stunned. She pushed Qi Mo but did not get an answer