C161 White Dragon Colt

"Nie Feng, let's see where you can run to this time?"

Chu Hao rode on top of a white crane and slowly landed on the ground. His pair of ice-cold eyes stared at Nie Feng and his killing intent was limitless.

"Who said I was going to run? Elder Chu Hao, aren't you too confident? " Nie Feng laughed.

"Since you don't want to run, then roll over here and accept your death! Stinking brat