Dense Lightning Clouds (1)

This juncture was becoming more and more obvious. Su Yu was completely immersed in it, as if he had shut down all perception of the outside world. Strong winds passed through the forest, causing this ancient forest to rustle.

Su Yun quietly sat on the stone platform. The black coffin beside him still emitted waves of coldness. Looking at Su Yun's figure, Zhao Guofeng sighed softly and muttered softly, "I wonder how long Su Yun will take this time. This is not a place to stay for long."

Because everyone knew that Zhao Guofeng's identity was special, they were very restrained in front of him. Only Lin Xiao had the personality of a newborn calf not afraid of the tiger. Therefore, he went straight to the point and asked curiously, "Sir, why do you say that? I think this place is quite good."