C920 A Fake Scroll
In just an instant, Chen Fann had thrown the entire Muna behind him.
At this moment, he seemed to have turned into a black ray of light, speeding towards the distant sky. If he stayed in his original position, what awaited him would be his fate of death.
There was nothing in the sheepskin scroll just now, not even a bit of information. He believed that after the other party found out the truth
