C415 Insect

One day later.

Nangong Fan sat cross-legged on the ground. He didn't even move. If it wasn't for the rising and falling of his chest, he would look no different from the corpses under the scorching sun.

The sun hung high in the sky.

Nangong Fan suddenly stood up from the ground. His expression was calm as he danced on the ground. After a round of punches and kicks