C840 The Cold Xuan

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!

Just as Loong Meier was thinking this, the sound of breaking wind came from the distant sky. In the sky, there was a man holding a folding fan in his hand. He wore a white robe, and had a gentle, refined, and python belt on his head.

"First Princess , long time no see!"

Chu Xuan fell from the sky with three warriors following behind him. One of them was covered in scales