C72 The White Crane Reappeared.
As the sun set in the west, the afterglow of the land was like the wings of a cicada. However, Wu Xiaoming did not have the mood to appreciate this beautiful scene at all. After running for an entire day, his legs were like lead. Every step he took required him to use all of his strength.
Wu Xiaoming looked at Shennong, who still had a calm and composed look on his face