"No!! Don't... "

Chu zhaoyue looks at the towering black pillar in front of him. He looks at the thick wall that seems like an hourglass dripping down in front of him. It's only a short distance away, but he can't reach for it. He can only look at the dark figure submerged by the surging black on the top. For a moment, it's like the soul is suddenly pulled away from the body. He can't believe it. He can't feel Zhou at all Around things!

for a moment, after a stupor like a statue, Chu zhaoyue seemed to be crazy, crying out the name of Xia mosfeng.

"ah Feng!...