C209 Cripple

Her hair stretched all the way down to her feet, and Fang Wan looked indifferently at the black robed Elder Wan. Adapting to the increase in strength in her body, Fang Wan lightly stepped on the lotus steps and clenched her jade-like hands. Immediately, a strong gale surged out. It was wrapped around her red skirt.

Glancing at the injured Gong Chang, Fang Wan's feet abruptly landed on the ground