C933 The ghost of the soul mountain

It was already the middle of the night and the people from Mysterious Sky Sect were already asleep. Because of my physique, even the poison had no effect on me.

"Haozi?" I lightly pushed Wang Hao who was beside me, but he did not have any reaction.

There were five people inside the tent: Meng Xianchen, Su Youyou, I, and Wang Hao. The other was the chicken-brother