C4342 Transformation Fruit Tree

Lin Yan obviously wanted to grab Ning Qi and throw him into the fog to scout the way. The other young men and women all had cold eyes. In their eyes, the life of an eight or nine-year-old child... It was as if he was like an ant, the kind that they didn't need to worry about.

Chen Xiantai stood there, chuckling. He didn't plan on stopping Lin Yan