C77 Chasing

Whoosh... whoosh...

A cold wind blew, as if ghosts were crying.

In an instant, the bonfire in front of them was extinguished.

The originally lively atmosphere instantly turned silent.

At this moment, Linghuo said vigilantly, "It's coming."

Even without his reminder, Zhao Wuxian could feel it. It was because the surrounding aura had become visibly eerie. And in the air, a bloody aura appeared