C690 Fierce Fighting Wind Meridian
"Dead?" Feng Xuan looked at Long Chen in shock. She could tell that Long Chen did not like to lie, from his cold gaze, Feng Xuan realized that he was telling the truth.
"He has many things that are comparable to Zhao Wuji, and yet he died in your hands?" Feng Xuan had no choice but to look at Long Chen again.
Zhao Danchen was a small fry, a small fry. He was crazy, but Long Chen was different
