There are not only traces of blood in front of us, but also traces of fighting.

There are thick layers of ice on the side. Broken and cracked.

It's as if the thick ice had frozen people.

Looking at everything in front of us, the hundred-flower fairy stayed for a moment.

"God, what's going on here? Big Brother, Second Brother, where are the ghost servants? Cried the Baihua Fairy.

But it's dark all around. You can see half a figure there.

Chen Qiao's eyes looked at everything around him and his face was ugly. He said, "Aunt Hua, the ancestors of evil gods, they may have a big war here."...