When this temple was designed, one could only enter and not come out. Now that he saw three people jump in in a row, the guard really could not understand. Were they courting death?
According to the process, the abnormal situation here should be reported to Jiang Qing. The guard called Jiang Qing, but there was a notification on the phone.
"The number you called is not in the service area."
The guard was about to look for the other leaders when he was surprised to discover that the ground under his feet seemed to have a suction force that grabbed him tightly on the spot. There was no possibility of him leaving.
The guard panicked and tried his best to leave, but it was all in vain.
Because the temple was constantly falling, the moment Xia Wanyuan entered the temple, all sorts of broken beams began to smash at her.
Wood shavings and gravel floated down like snowflakes, accompanied by the thunder of sleep.
