C69 Southern City

Ying Zui pursed his lips. His throat felt uncomfortable. He looked at the red-crowned crane beside him, and Wang Wenzhong's eyes were filled with grief.

Wang Wenzhong had also come from the mortal world. He had a deep understanding of this kind of thing. Whether it was natural disasters or man-made disasters, the common people would suffer the most.

"Descend and see what's going on