C227 The Hand of the Emperor.

Ming Jiutian looked around and awkwardly realized that he was not wearing anything. He stood there naked. At this time, a soft sound came from the distant fog. It sounded like a call.

Ming Jiutian followed the direction of the sound, but when he felt that he had reached the place where the sound came from, Ming Jiutian heard the same sound again and again. He did not know how far he had run