Chapter 187: You Still Have Time to Talk?

A piercing cold wind swept through, and snow began to fall from the sky, with the temperature plunging sharply, as if trying to freeze the very air.

This was probably the first time it snowed in the tropical rainforest of Myanmar.

The only one among the four who hadn't changed much was Gu Liang.

He stood there motionless like a statue, silently observing everything in front of him.

It was as if the bloody rib he had just pulled out wasn't even his.

Yang Yan squinted and glanced at the four of them, but his gaze finally settled on Gu Liang.

He could feel that although the other three might be strong, only Gu Liang brought a sense of danger.

It had been a long time since Yang Yan felt this way.

He was very curious about what Gu Liang's trump card could be to make him feel a hint of palpitations!

Suddenly, Black Heaven raised his hand and pointed it towards Yang Yan, the black hole in his palm trembled violently and instantly erupted with a massive gravitational pull.