The continuous mountain range, the silk-like clouds, and the orange-colored ground coat were all shrouded in light.
The atmosphere around the wooden house suddenly became silent. The heat and silence gave people an invisible layer of pressure.
After two days of walking on the mountain road, Qin Yitan's ankle muscles were extremely swollen and painful. He turned the pain into grief and anger and shouted, " then what can you tell us!?
"No comment." The NPC's expression did not change.
Qin Yitan cursed, "F*ck!"
"Hahahaha! He can't hold back!"
Flipping through the magazine, Lu Yang thought for a long time. Her eyes turned, and her lips curled up into a polite smile. "Mr. NPC, do you have any questions for us?"
"How did you know I was going to ask you questions?" the NPC's eyes widened.
"I guessed it," Lu Yang replied.
