C170 Yang Ruin like Blood

The white-clothed man's eyes emitted a trace of anger. He slowly opened the fan in his hand, and the butterfly on the fan suddenly fluttered in the air, flapping its wings.

The white-clothed man was like a dancing butterfly as he elegantly flew towards the red-clothed man. His clothes fluttered in the wind behind him as countless resentments surged forth like a storm