"It's already been eight hours. They haven't come out yet. Will it be more dangerous at night?" Yan Shuang could not sit still and stand up as well.
Hua Wuyan was also anxious. He stood up and looked at the long bridge in front of him. As the sky darkened, the view in front of him became somewhat illusory.
"I feel that the fog is a little strange. There are wild beasts in the forest, whether wolves or pythons. Fu Tingyu's martial art strength is useless, and brother Han Xiao..."
Hua Wuyan could not continue his words.
Yan Shuang did not know that Fu Tingyu's martial art strength was useless. She looked at Hua Wuyan in disbelief. "You said that Ling Yan's martial art strength is useless? How is this possible? He has the highest aptitude, and his martial art strength is the highest. How can he be useless?"
