The sound of the army of man-eating ants slithering fearfully was getting closer and closer. Gu Changsheng could even clearly feel the pressure from the overwhelming number behind him, as if the air was thinning...
One hundred zhang...
Ninety zhang...
Eighty zhang...
Closer!
Even closer!
The constant narrowing of distance signified the constant approach of death!
Yet at this moment, Gu Changsheng's mind was crystal clear, constantly calculating the feasibility of various ways to cross the river!
"Changsheng, can't wait any longer, I will take you across the river!"
Finally, as the army of man-eating ants poured out from the dense forest, Zhou Mu glanced back, broke the silence, and spoke seriously!
