C972 Trap

Ding Yi's vision darkened, he felt that he and Elder Sikong had entered a low, low, black house, surrounded by endless amounts of profound energy source.

He and Elder Sikong were surrounded by a formation, and Elder Sikong was less than ten meters away from him.

"Elder Sikong, what are you saying … How could I be a spy …" Ding Yi planned to pretend a little longer to probe further.

"Hmph