C410 Beast Horn

After leaving the outermost circle, Chen Xiaofann walked in front while the guards followed closely behind him.

The fortune-teller had set a trap. Naturally, what he said could not be calculated.

The guards behind him exchanged glances from time to time. Their brows were tightly knitted, and the emotions in their eyes were very complicated.

Ning Yu followed beside Chen Xiaofann. Just now