C114 Old Master Cang

Cang Guhong, who had fallen to the ground, held the tree trunk with a lingering fear. His face was pale, and his legs were trembling. He almost peed his pants.

"Damn Uncle Fu, hurry up and save this young master!"

This tree trunk was only as thick as his neck, and he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

He was still young, and he didn't want to die!

When Uncle Fu heard this