C1883 Holy Son of Xuanwu!

The interior of the Immortal Mountain was completely silent. Two small figures were curled up in a corner, not even daring to make a sound as they were afraid of attracting some sort of terrifying existence.

The older boy held the branch in his hand and protected the little girl behind him. He looked around and didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest.

"Big brother, I'm scared