C1687 Sorrowful

Sensing that danger was approaching, not only did Feng Zhi not panic, she smiled at that person instead.

"Senior ?" Seeing that the man's palm was getting closer and closer to him, in order to not let him get hit, Feng Zhi started to speak even faster, "Are you jealous of Long Yan?"

Although Feng Zhi could not remember the details of the previous illusion