C397 The Real Idea
The battle was already over, but the Feiyi Snake wasn't dead, and the matter wasn't over either.
Sheng Lianshan looked at the gray shadow in front of him. For a moment, he did not know whether he should attack or not. His face was full of vigilance and doubt.
"It has been thousands of years. Being trapped in a skin bag that is gradually aging and degenerating. It feels really uncomfortable