C207 The No1 Black Powder of the Red Shadow Emperors(1)

He didn't know if it was just Jiang Yan's imagination.

After saying so, Number 888's furry little body seemed to stiffen.

Without waiting for him to open his mouth to ask, he suddenly felt a pain on his butt.

Next, his entire body flew up into the air, and a familiar feeling of spatial distortion appeared around him!

Jiang Yan Huo thought.

"Number 888