C82 A Thunderous Strike(1)

Feng Yun Valley, the night was dark and the autumn wind was howling!

The autumn rain was continuous.

The five of them sat around the fire. The originally cold winter night suddenly became warm and warm. Their figures were illuminated by the fire on the stone wall of the valley. They were big and small, swaying.

After rushing for two days in a row, they were tired and hungry. Everyone, Wei Zhe