Ye Wuguang turned his head, a pair of eyes staring straight ahead.

I followed his line of sight and saw the dark hill, and upon closer inspection, I noticed something unusual.

The black hill bag was slowly emitting black fog outward.

Even the branches and blades of the trees withered under the erosion of these black mist, and I was so shocked that I couldn't do it.

If that hill bag is a dry grave, how much resentment is buried in it?

"Looks like the place in front of us is a greeting gift that someone left for us."

Ye Wuguang looked at it for a while, and then said to himself.

And then it took a slow ......

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