C1180 Mobilise

"Tu Xun, we need to think of a strategy right now. I think it won't be long before any of the bastards can track us down." Feng Ning's almond-shaped eyes slightly contracted as his face became frosted over. Ever since they had entered the Cemetery of the Gods, other than the very beginning, when they had been ambushed and killed by snow race Xue Gu, they had never experienced such grievances