C393 It Is Better to Choose the Day than the Day

Muh Qing let out a light snort. He looked at the smoke rising and falling from the kitchen, and a disdainful smile appeared on his face.

One of the wisps of smoke suddenly split up and flew toward the southwest. It was none other than Chang'an, the prefecture of Sizhou.

Although the Corpse King had died, it still sent the news back. This wisp of smoke could not be stopped