chapter 92 Broken wrist

The trees and bushes are lush and the view is not very good. Wesley Lu was like a vigorous cheetah, with sharp eyes, looking around calmly. Immediately, he lowered his head to observe the traces on the ground, and then swept towards the depths of the forest. After running at top speed for a while, he suddenly stopped. As he waved his hand, three rays of cold light shot out, drew an arc in the air, and disappeared behind a big tree. A dull cry of pain sounded, and a figure...