C94 Snakehead

Night came.

In the darkness, the bonfire was extremely dazzling, like a single eye in the night.

Beside the bonfire, there were a few figures. There was another figure that was sitting on a rock at the side, as if it was trying to maintain a distance.

"Young Master Qing Qing, can that little ghost really lock onto the movements of Jin Lin?" One of the aides looked at Lu Qingxian doubtfully