C1307 Imprisonment of Nascent Soul

Qin Fengming looked at the ferocious middle-aged man who no longer had the face of an Infant Transforming Cultivator. He was silent for a while, and a strange expression kept flashing in his eyes. It was as if there was something that he could not make up his mind about.

Looking at Qin Fengming, whose face was flickering with uncertainty, Huang Cann suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart