C347 Counter-snatch

Saint Son Hong Yan's expression turned uglier and uglier. In the face of Ye Xuan's casual questioning, he found that he couldn't even open his mouth.

How to answer? Confess? That wasn't Saint Son Hong Yan's style.

However, this group of Martial Cultivator s from the Canglan Continent didn't seem to be so easy to deal with.

Saint Son Hong Yan was at a loss