C267 The light of the golden crow

"Eh?" Xu Yi's imagination did not happen when the iron glove wrapped around his hands. When his hands rested on the iron glove, other than the icy cold sensation, there was nothing special about it.

"Haha, hahaha!" Seated on the shelf, Qi Feng suddenly held her stomach and laughed. Her legs continuously kicked the iron frame along with her laughter, but she did not emit any sound of it colliding