"Am I really going to die here?" Shen luofan thought, "no, my sister and my mother are waiting for me to go back, and the bird Gang, the tiger Gang, the Dragon gang and the water gang. How can I die? I want to live. I want to live. I haven't cooked the whole pot of rivers and mountains and beauties. No way. I haven't even prepared the pot. How can I die? "

the strong desire for survival surged out of Shen luofan's mind continuously. Looking at Li Mingshan's palm, listening to he Zhicheng's strong voice of breaking the air, Shen luofan's heart suddenly raised the horror of death....