C2814 The Ambition of the Feather Race

"Yao Ji, San Yu."

The incredibly handsome man said calmly. His tone was gentle, and his shocking appearance was enough to bewitch many people's hearts.

He was none other than Immortal Emperor of Ascension, the king of all birds.

Step by step, he walked out of the Mixed-Origin Fog that was drifting in the air.

Not far away, Feng Qingqiu was holding Succubus Siyu's throat with one hand