C112 Demon Trace Demon Trace

Cold sweat trickled down Sheng Lianshan's forehead. He subconsciously raised the torch and spun it around.

The surroundings were still as silent as before. From the moment he realized what was happening to him until now, there was not a single change in the room.

Even if there wasn't any danger for a while, he didn't dare to delay any longer