C535 Borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha

There was not the slightest trace of movement on the flat ground.

Could it be that he had fallen to the lower level again? Jian Dong jogged forward a few steps. He finally found one and captured it in front of him.

At this time, Jian Dong's face was gloomy, his expression cold, his hand holding his blade ready to jump down.

"Whap." A sonic boom could be heard. It was loud