C147 Tu qianjun's worry

A few days later, his Blood-colored Plain was still blood-red.

"What's going on? Why aren't the two races fighting?" Are you here to play? " Feng Zi yawned continuously in the sky, looked at the distant quiet Barbarian Clan, and said lifelessly.

Floral Grass also looked listless. Originally, she wanted to watch a good show, but she didn't expect that after a few days