Zhuo Ling moved his right hand, opened his eyes, and looked at Long Yu curiously, "Where is this? How did I end up here? I want to go back. This is not where I should be." Zhuo Ling shook his body and slowly stood up. He looked around and shook his head.

Long Yu looked at Jian Chen, sighed, turned around and walked towards the wooden coffin, his eyes looking at Wen Bingbing lying quietly inside. Long Yu stretched out his right hand and grabbed inside, "Let's find a way to save ...