C1357 People of the God Race

At the gate of West Qi City.

After a strict investigation, an inconspicuous carriage stealthily stealthily drove away.

The cool wind blew against the curtain of the carriage, revealing the little fox's pale, ghost-like face.

Su Daji was alarmed. "How could this be?"

Ye Zichen pressed his finger on the little fox's pulse, but couldn't find any reason.

She was very upset now.

"Don't..