C1066 Gale Awareness Grass

In the middle of the Anamite, under the rock ramparts, a bonfire was blazing.

Yang Chen sat cross-legged beside the bonfire. His expression was solemn and a little more normal. He wasn't as pale as before, but he was still dim and lifeless.

Liu Mingyu, who was sitting at the side, looked at the man nervously. Xiao Zhiqing's brows were tightly knitted, and she seemed to be at a loss