C867 Collapse of dragonhead 73

The wood was turning left and right in search of an opportunity to enter.

The sun was setting now, and half the time was draining away mercilessly. If she didn't want to come up with another plan, she would never have another chance to enter the palace after the Queen's luncheon.

What should he do?

Cold sweat oozed from her palms. Little by little, it seeped in …

Hilo's face