C188 Are You Sick!

It was a jumbled mess, with weapons clashing, wails, heart-wrenching cries for help, and cries for help. It was a jumbled mess, as if only chaos existed between the heavens and the earth.

He could smell the faint scent of smoke and fire as Mo Qingge gradually regained consciousness.

"Master, master, wake up!" In his ears, he heard the faintly discernible sound of Xuan Li's shouts