C1891 White Demon Eyes

Feng Yixiu shook his head with a smile, his tone nonchalant. "It seems you're under some kind of misapprehension. Do you really think I'm helpless without the Mithril Cross Necklace?"

"Isn't that the case?"

With a powerful swing, the werewolf leader sent the cross necklace flying into the depths of the lake near the White Evil Sacrificial Altar. Despite Bai Zhan's prompt dispatch of searchers