C500 The Feast of Death

The golden light above their heads was still lingering, as if countless fireflies were circling around them. This was the lighthouse that had been guiding Su Fei and the others to move forward, but now, Su Fei and the other two did not know which direction Yuan Qinghua was heading in.

One wrong step could lead to a thousand miles.

Su Fei lowered his head and muttered to himself