C1884 What Kind of Flame Is This

The arena was shrouded in poisonous fog, almost covering every nook and cranny. Lin Fann, who was inside, was even shrouded in the smoke. The color of his skin had already turned purple. It was a sign that he was deeply poisoned.

No, it should be said that the poison had seeped into his bones!

But at this moment, Lin Fann turned around and grinned at him