C2342 Kill Feng Han

Feng Han placed his hand on the tip of Lin Caiwei's nose in front of Chu Tian. He didn't feel any scent.

Even Lin Caiwei's body seemed to be a little cold.

This feeling was as if she had lost her life. Feng Han raised the corner of his mouth and sneered. He snorted lightly and turned to look at Chu Tian again.

Chu Tian looked at Lin Caiwei who was lying on the ground