C219 A Mouthful of Hot Porridge

A mouthful of hot porridge.

The night came very early. At three in the afternoon, the sun was still high in the sky, but it could not stop the sky from turning dark.

It was as if even the eternal sun could not light up this world.

"Is the dark elemental energy rich again?"

Chu Feng muttered to himself.

Zhang Ziqing was a little confused. "What dark elemental energy?"

Chu Feng shook his head