C917 Timespace Abyss

Nangong Fan did not move. If he wanted to move, even a little boy like him would be mercilessly suppressed by the girl in front of him.

He was not aggrieved, but his entire mind was being controlled by the direction of the jade palm...

It was about to arrive!

Nangong Fan took a deep breath, and a faint flame seemed to shoot out from the corner of his mouth