C97 Resurrecting from Death

"Cheng Feng, this blade of yours is interesting."

Just as Cheng Feng was carefully sizing up the Cerulotome, Nalan Changsheng's voice suddenly sounded.

"Uncle Nalan, you mean to say … Did I change to the right one? " Cheng Feng asked with a smile.

"Mm, that's right."

Nalan Changsheng laughed and said, "Compared to that half a head, your profit this time is at least ten times better