C2047 Ishbara Is on the Line

"Oh, isn't there still time?" Feng Qianyan looked at Yi Lanyou and asked, "Are you worried to death?"

"I am anxious to see you get caught in your own trap. " Yi Lanyou's lips curled up and said, "Feng Qianyan, what kind of coffin do you like? Nanmu or Lihua? I will give you one from my own pocket. "

" You should keep that kind of thing for yourself. " Feng Qianyan coldly snorted