C163 The Mole That Stole the Things

Unknowingly, it was already late at night.

Chen Wu was completely immersed in his cultivation.

At the edge of the mountain three meters to his right, there was a slight sound of rocks cracking. Soon, a small pile of broken stones fell, and a hole the size of a watermelon appeared.

A fat rat that was not much bigger than a fist crawled out of the hole. Its long nose moved