"Such a huge skin? Did the Queen Mother of the West build a sunshade out of this?" Fatty finished speaking and looked at the others ahead, who were not stopping at all. "Forget what it is, let's keep moving." With that, he pulled Wu Xie; he had no intention of getting separated from Zhang Qiling and the others here.
Wu Xie nodded, trotting a few steps to catch up. The more he looked at the entire passageway, the more convinced he became that this was some kind of skin, and he abruptly stopped in his tracks, grabbing Fatty by the arm.
"What is it?" Fatty was keeping pace, but seeing that Wu Xie's expression had turned even uglier, he looked back and forth and didn't spot anything amiss.
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