C399 The Cannon Fodder Needed to Rise(17)

The night was always very quiet. Feng Yanlin sat beside the bonfire, holding the Dark Snow Sword in his arms. He expressionlessly looked at the flickering sparks within the bonfire.

Hee Qingfeng had just been called by her companions to pick wild fruits. Feng Yanlin had just met this group of people and could not be said to be familiar with them. Also, because Moo Qiansen was there