C544 What does his life or death have to do with me?

What did it have to do with me?

"Hmph, a bit of strength." The illusory figure sneered, looked at the controlled Seventeenth Elder in the air and spoke coldly:

"You are indeed smart. To be able to think of this method, it seems that you really do not want him to die."

"In that case, how about we make a deal?"

Mo Feng's gaze was ice-cold, and continued to approach