C813 My name is wuyou

"Immortal!"

Wang Shuo muttered to himself. The three of them had already disappeared.

Their refusal to answer Wang Shuo's question seemed to involve a wide range of things, and would bring about a great disaster.

This was not the first time he had heard of this.

Wang Shuo closed his eyes, recalling the words of the Heavenly Curse Tribe 'Qingtian', he was unwilling to talk too much