C961 magic fog

"What!?" Is there a decrease? "

Zhao Fengnian had always been paying attention to the progress of the excavation and did not notice this.

After hearing Wu Cai's doubts, Zhao Fengnian immediately looked towards the pile of Golden Insects that was already over ten meters tall.

"So it's like that!" Not good! It's coming down! "

Zhao Fengnian observed for a while