'Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong!'
The rapid drumming sounded again. Compared to the sound she had heard on the black ship, it was obvious that the drumming was more rapid and closer, as if it was not far from her position.
When song Qing heard the sound, he flicked the ice whip in his hand.
The corpse caught in the whip fell back into the river with a plop. The long whip drew a circle in the air, turned into spiritual power, and returned to her palm.
Without a word, she shot in the direction of the drum sound. About fifteen minutes later, song qingxiao's divine sense sensed the presence of others.
The spiritual energy on the river surface changed, and her figure appeared out of thin air.
She could see the river bank about a hundred Zhang away from her.
In the middle of the Yongqing River and the river bank, there was a man-made trench.
A suspension bridge was laid out with several iron chains that were about 20 meters long, connecting the city to the river bank.
