The Moon Palace bent Osmanthus (20)

The door of the room was not wide to begin with. Wu Gang was tall and strong, so he blocked the door himself. In addition, the agile Chang 'e was climbing on the beam of the room, waiting for an opportunity to move. In this situation, even if the elves could break out of the siege, Zhang Zian would definitely not be able to escape.

He racked his brains for a way, but it seemed that he had really reached the end of his rope. It was impossible to win with force or with intelligence.

Wu Gang raised his giant axe and advanced step by step. Their living space was gradually being compressed.

Zhang Zian's back hit the wall, and he had no way to retreat.

At this critical moment.

Wu Gang and Chang 'e sniffed at the same time, puzzled."What's that smell?"

The elves also smelled it.

Zhang Zian was the last one to smell it. This is ... The smell of smoke?