C1796 Head to the main hall

The three Water Spirit Pavilion disciples s looked around in shock as they sized up Long Bufan.

In half a month of Xuanwu Station's duel, the Long Bufan in their memories, was a youth with cold eyes, a delicate and pretty face, and a head full of short black hair. He looked unrestrained on the outside, but his body faintly emitted a kind of evil aura