C316 Nighttime

He sat back on Nanshan Hill and looked north, but this time he could see nothing.

In the distance, there was only an empty city that was isolated at the end of his line of sight. Sheng Lianshan looked at Nandan City. His brows were knitted together, and he couldn't relax for a long time.

The tall strange man wearing the wooden mask was undoubtedly the Qingli that was attached to his back