The lair is on fire!
Seeing the fiery glow in the direction of Centipede Mountain, Elder Quan and Han Miaozhen, who were engaged in battle, were momentarily stunned and turned their heads in unison.
Deep within Centipede Mountain, smoke and dust billowed, as if a large fire had broken out, and at that spot, the two furrowed their brows, concern filling their eyes. The grain storage was right there.
"Hahaha, Fire Chicken, look behind you. I've succeeded, hahaha..."
In the midst of combat, Han Miaozhen heard Gui Yannian's laughter from the opposing side and turned to look, only to see He Yishou also smiling at her.
Han Miaozhen squinted and said: "Did you send someone to burn my provisions?"
Gui Yannian laughed loudly: "Of course, otherwise why would we fight you here? Your injuries haven't healed, and neither of us can defeat you. Nobody can overcome the other. It's pointless fighting."
