C1827 Heaven-devouring Race
In less than a quarter of an hour, Ruo Xi who was shrouded in pink clouds arrived, and from far away, she could smell the stench of blood. Upon closer inspection, the corpse had turned into a lifelike black ice sculpture.
"What's going on?" Ruo Xi did not react as she landed on the ground and stared at Mo Xiao Lang with her pink eyes.
Mo Xiaolang said, "They are pursuing us relentlessly