C833 Nangong Xiu-er's Injury

"Wuuwaa!"

The eerie sound of a bird broke the silence of the ancient city.

Inside the main city of Nether Race, the cold wind was blowing incessantly and evil mist filled the air, as if countless ghosts and ghosts were lurking about.

On a plaza at the edge of the ancient city stood more than ten poles, and on each pole was a human being tied