"Brother… Bai."
"Skinny Monkey!"
When Xu Bai heard the voice coming from the closed bedroom not far away, he immediately recognized that the owner of the voice that sounded like a dead tree was Skinny Monkey, Old Fu. He hurriedly shouted and ran towards the bedroom.
BANG!
The bedroom door instantly exploded, and wood shavings flew everywhere.
Xu Bai instantly saw Skinny Monkey.
On the bed in the bedroom, Skinny Monkey sat cross-legged. Black flames almost enveloped his entire body. Although he was originally called Skinny Monkey, he was actually considered muscular. At this moment, he was really just like his nickname.
His face looked haggard.
His eyes were deep.
No matter how he looked at it, he looked like he was about to die.
