C336 Boundary Talisman

On the snowy mountain, Qin Biao was panting slightly. At this time, Ying Xin was less than an inch away from him. His fingers were about to poke his face, but he stopped.

On the other hand, the strange people and the Dragon Tiger Mountain disciples who were being controlled were all standing in place as if they had been immobilized. Only then did Qin Biao heave a sigh of relief