C817 The Rhythm of Being Crushed to Death

"Should we take a break?" Seeing Liu Haofeng's pale face, Zi Xin was very worried. He had already been heavily injured, but he still had to persevere on the road. He didn't even have time to recover, nor did he have the time to recover.

"No need, continue on our way." Liu Haofeng gritted his teeth. He couldn't wait to fly back as soon as possible. If something really happened to his family