C429 Parallel Death!

"Mm, then let's go."

Ye Mo's voice was soft, and the thick miasma would naturally not be detected by the driver. In the end, Ye Mo only heard the last sentence before he felt the sound of the wheels rolling on the ground.

Creak, creak …

Ye Mo could clearly feel that Qingling was sitting in the carriage and looking in his direction. In the end, she still didn't find anything