C385 Floral discoloration

Zhao Yuting did not stop at all, under the pressure of ensuring that Ye Feng would not get beaten to death, Zhao Yueting's attack was a little hard for Ye Feng to handle.

"It can't be, can it? Martial Aunt, I'm your nephew." Ye Feng groaned in his heart. If it wasn't for Ye Feng's thick skin, Zhao Yuting's attacks would have rendered ordinary disciples unable to move