Zhou Quan immediately opened his eyes wide, with a look of surprise on his face and said, "It's not a mountain vine, is it still falling from the sky?"

He looked up suddenly and looked up like Chu Feng.

However, the fog was too thick and white, and nothing could be seen.

Chu Feng held the black and golden short sword, pushed away the low vines, stepped on the roof of the car, and continued to move forward.

Suddenly, he stopped, his body became a little stiff, his pupils contracted suddenly, and he was extremely shocked and his nerves tensed up.

"Why don't you leave?" Fatty Zhou said from behind and followed him closer.

In an instant, he almost petrified, his body stiffened, and finally he couldn't help but swear and swear words.

"My grass! In the second half of the night, it wasn't the shock caused by it hitting the roof of the car, right?" He couldn't believe that his eyes were as shocked as Chu Feng, and then he was dazed.

The thing was wrapped in vines and fell on the roof of the car.

Zhou Quan raised his head and said, "This is... a satellite, wrapped in vines, hanging down from the sky!?"
Chapter completed!