C1938 Unexpected Figure!
Drip!
Drip!
Time passed quietly, never changing. But at this moment, Xiao Lang felt as if every day passed like a year.
Suppression!
An extreme pressure!
He seemed to feel that Qin Duanyi's cold eyes were sizing up everything behind him, and every single hair on his body stood on end.
It was as if he was treading on thin ice
