Clang clang!
The carriage trembled heavily, as if it had been lifted up a little. However, it was not known if it was because the wheels were stuck too tightly, but this force did not lift it out of the puddle. Instead, with a deep sound, it fell deeper.
"Again!"
Someone shouted. Daoist priest song also felt that it was a little evil, so he ordered, "
"Evergreen, hold the left."
The left front wheel was stuck in the puddle, causing the carriage to tilt to one side.
The previous failure caused the body of the car to tilt even more, almost as if it would flip over at any time.
The two men who were carrying the carriage were not young, and they seemed to be struggling.
Song Changqing was tall and strong. He was also a martial arts cultivator, so he looked strong and powerful.
