Suspense

At this moment, Feng Zhan and co. were exactly where Zhao Shuning was headed to.

This was a borderland, where people of all shapes and sizes had flourished in the past few years.

After the death of Empress and Ye Ling, the number of battles in these places gradually increased.

This was because this place was very close to the mountains and rivers, and the direction that these mountains and rivers led to was precisely the Demon Trail.

It used to be alright, but recently, there were situations where giant beasts destroyed fields, and even some houses of the common people were hurt because of this.

Before Feng Zhan and Ling Sese could finish their meal, the person who descended from the sky smashed the table.

Luckily, Feng Zhan pulled Ling Sese to the side, causing her to be missed.

"What's going on? Who is it that gets in my way even after eating a meal? "

Feng Zhan muttered as he put down his sleeves.