chapter 167 Fight your way out!

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

It was still the same valley yesterday, with the roaring waterfall, but Iwan Harvard's heart was so quiet that it was almost dead.

After a long time, Iwan Harvard opened his eyes and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He whispered to himself, "It turns out that I guessed wrong. I want to advance from the first grade floor to the second grade floor. The difficulty is not three times that of others, but...