C152 Attack Zhang Niu Jiao

Bo Ling, on the mountain.

In a spacious hall, an oil lamp was burning on the left and right side of the hall. In the middle of the hall sat a black-faced man with a beard.

Ta ta.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the door, but it suddenly stopped. Following that, a voice rang out, "Foster father, I, Feiyan, greet you."

"My son, come in."

The person who came in was tall and slender