C368 Crouching giant net mud

With such a small movement, if not for the great improvement in our hearing, Chu Nianyao and I would not have noticed it.

It was getting closer and closer.

A dense black fog rose, but the Yin Yang Eyes did not see in vain.

At a certain moment, my eyes focused on a 'dirty thing' lying in the swamp more than ten meters away.

Every now and then