C287 Refining the Secret Mansion of Dian Yu

"This feeling …"

In Yu Guang Hall, on top of a stone table, Cheng Feng held onto a Macular Bracelet, and his expression was unable to calm for a long time.

"Cheng Feng, your name is Cheng Feng, right?"

Just as Cheng Feng's emotions were fluctuating, the middle-aged man formed by the blade intent said: "To be the first one to pass the three trials that I set down among countless people