C1138 High lord

Whether one was an immortal or a ghost, one still had to see for themselves.

Fang Qi heaved a sigh of relief, although this matter looked very dangerous, the person behind it might not truly want to kill him.

If they really wanted his life, wouldn't it be much easier to assassinate them?

It was not a blessing, it was a curse!

Fang Qi smacked his lips and smiled to the black clothed man