Mi Qing’s footsteps were light and agile. She was like a fairy from a painting and disappeared in the blink of an eye. She went to look for Chi Lingkong and was prepared to participate in this ambush battle.
“Cao De, why haven’t you rolled over yet? !”
Someone shouted softly. In addition, a large tent in the distance was smashed into pieces by someone with a treasured pestle. The small cave dwelling inside collapsed with a loud bang and exploded on the spot.
That was Chu Feng’s cave dwelling. It had actually been destroyed so easily.
The intruder was unfriendly and had no scruples. He was just so direct and wanted to cut Cao De’s face.
Chu Feng’s expression immediately darkened. He naturally heard these shouts and also heard the voice of the messenger from earlier -- the Weasel Spirit.
“Come, Let’s Go!”
