C85 Prophecy Again

Although Di Junze's eyes were focused on the front, his attention and the corner of his eyes were always on the people beside him. Now, looking at how Di Junze was frowning as if he was in pain, his heart didn't feel good either.

"Tang, are you sick? Why don't we rest for a while first? " Di Junze asked worriedly.

"Is Wu Tie sick?" Du Xinlei, who sat in the front seat