At this time, Xu Gui was walking staggeringly, his face dull, as if he was in a huge shock, and he was completely lost.

The other man was a burly lion-haired man with an iron spear on his shoulder, swaying in a swaying posture, and a malicious smile on his face.

"Chen Feng!"

Deng Zhi suddenly widened his eyes, screamed, and recognized him at first glance.

Zhou Jing was also a little surprised when he saw everyone, but then he twisted his neck and said:

"I originally wanted to take your way out, but you bumped into it yourself... Well, grandpa will open a ticket here, which is your bad luck."

Hearing this, Deng Zhi sifted his whole body, and felt that the long-standing nightmare once again occupied his heart.

Only when he really stood in front of Zhou Jing did he realize that he didn’t have the courage to take action!

Deng Zhi turned his head and ran away without hesitation, shouting shrillly:

"Run!"

"Hey, it's too late!"

Zhou Jing grinned and dragged his gun forward, moving faster and faster.

Finally, he strode forward in the narrow tunnel and headed straight for the crowd of Huangdang Mountain.

"Ahhhhhh--"
Chapter completed!