C694 Golden Palace(part I)

Wisps of tri-colored smoke drifted across the vast, dark battlefield of sand, carried far by the wind. Incense could honor the divine or lure spirits, especially restless ones.

Dragon Wei's eyes seemed to pierce the night, watching the distant shadows flicker. "You really think it's that bad luck?"

Qiao Gao's eyes were also cloaked in the Yellow Spring Fire. Even with ordinary strange fire