“The weather on this island is really fucking boring.”

At this time, Tang Qingfeng, who had just finished the phone call, was about to go back to the bedroom to sleep.

Tomorrow, a master of mysterious skills will come, and attacking Tang Ruoxue will have two more points to win.

But he didn't know what to do, and there was a shadow in his heart that couldn't be removed.

A strong sense of uneasiness comes from the heart!

He didn't know where this uneasiness came from, and it was precisely because of this uneasiness that made him unable to sleep.

He personally opened the windows for ventilation and breathability.

"Swoosh--"

Suddenly, a dazzling cold light shot towards him, making him unable to stop being alert.

Tang Qingfeng subconsciously looked out the window.

The cold light reflected the light from the dagger I held.

Sixty figures rushed towards him.

"Damn!"

Tang Qingfeng shuddered:

"Tang Ruoxue?"
Chapter completed!