C429 Mo Lang and Yu Shengfan(2)

Yuh Sheng was thrown far away by the mud. No matter how hard she tried, it was useless.

The mountain collapsed, and mud flowed.

She could almost smell the breath of death.

In the mud, she was like a fish that couldn't find a fulcrum, and could only drift along with the waves.

Suddenly, a few sounds came from her wrist, as if something had grabbed her