C113 Yin Sunflower True Fusion

The sound of stone chopping stopped at this moment. Chu Yuvhong stared at the two weirdos in front of the house.

He felt that he was already very calm when he did not see the axe in his hand slide to the ground.

However, Zhong Yin was even more steady. His large hand, which was like a cattail leaf fan, circled around the young man's face