C312 Bewitched?
Hu Yibei's facial expression changed. He suddenly moved forward and fell down. A strong wind brushed against his back, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.
When he regained his balance, Hu Yibei's face was filled with an indescribable seriousness.
A mass of black fog appeared in front of him. Tung Bing appeared there and looked at him playfully
