C818 Killed

Two hours later.

The surrounding people didn't rush out of the Swordape. The sparse forest fell into a dead silence.

Waves of cold wind blew over. The cold winter and rainy month's airflow had yet to pass.

Numerous black shadows flickered in the forest.

Zhao Xin stepped on the corpse of the Swordape and pulled out the Poisonous Spirit.

He was surrounded.

Zhao Xin was surrounded