C861 Common Enemy

In the bamboo forest, Luo Qingchen chopped at the bamboo with both hands as the sweat on her forehead gradually seeped out.

It was the second day, and her hands had become pig's feet again.

When she cut down on the bamboo, she felt it tremble slightly. This was the second time she had chopped down on the bamboo that was able to slightly shake the pagoda. Luo Qingchen stared blankly