C848 The qi of feng thirteen

Huo Dong looked at the book in his hand. In merely an instant, he felt like he had already seen Bai Ti's face, which was currently roaring at him.

Zhu Yunwen was still holding onto the corpse, but his face was no longer in pain. On the contrary, he did not have a single emotion on his face.

It was as if this had never happened before. Seeing Zhu Yunwen like this, although his heart was in pain