C157 Divine Immortal Valley

However, Xiao Juechen looked at that figure. It was as if his feet were filled with lead. He could neither walk nor raise his head. It was as if the figure would shatter as long as he took a step forward.

"Shuang-er. . . " The man muttered to himself, but his voice was so low that even he could not hear it. His heart was tightly gripped by someone, and it was difficult for him to breathe