C552 If You Are Late by a Step You Have Your Own Plans!

"Almost there."

Zhuge Feng stopped, picked up the map and checked it, then casually said.

Zhuge Yang looked as if he had been granted amnesty. He leaned against a tree and panted heavily as he threw a grateful look at Ye Fann.

In the dark valley, a thick stench of blood mixed with the stench of corpses filled the air.

The peach wood coffin had long since been broken into pieces