C693 Master could she be in danger?

With a loud boom, the tornado crashed into the black fog ruthlessly. The hundred over centipedes surrounding the ice mountain were blasted away, and more than half of them died.

The wind dissipated, and a white figure stopped in front of the ice mountain.

The remaining black mist barely formed a blurry face as it coldly spoke to the white colored figure: "Xiao Menghan, you came late