C191 Ninja

The road up the mountain was full of grass, but maybe it was trimmed by the people who came up just now, so the middle path was still clear.

Wang Ye and Ma Yuanqing each held a handful of birdrod, crawling along the rugged mountain road.

Just a moment ago, Wang Ye rushed up while carrying a pool of hot blood. Now that the autumn wind blew past, his head became a little clearer