C1547 Sweeping
The aura of an Immortal King completely enveloped the exquisite courtyard.
No one could escape, and no one dared to escape.
Bai Qianyu directly crawled out of the house while kneeling. His white robe was stained with the dust on the ground.
"Lord Immortal King, I..."
"What are you talking about!" Ye Feng glared at him
