C1773 There Were Many Suspicious Points!

Looking at the words on Ming Jiutian's palm, Hu Yuan was also puzzled after seeing it with his intelligence. He obviously couldn't understand it either.

"Forty-seven? The one who was still breathing just now was written on your hand?" Hu Yuan said.

"That's right. He wrote it while he was on the verge of death. He must have used all his strength to write it down