C879 On the taihang mountains

The night was dark, and what was hanging in the sky was only a waning moon.

On the roof, a few black figures were hurrying along. Their speed was so fast that they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Within the Blessed Gate Inn, a strong killing intent permeated the air.

Gu Tian had woken up long ago. He squinted his eyes, and looking like he was in high spirits