C95 Thunder Sikong

"Ge, ge …" Fang Shao's heart let out an extremely happy laugh, but it was still a laughter that struck fear into the hearts of both men and women.

The black fog that was constantly twisting around He JianNan's forehead was extinguished, and a strand of black gas flashed deep within his eyes. 300 years ago, Fang Xiao, who dominated the cultivation world